Mortiis - The silver sea

Oft I wonder...As my mind's eye fly its own course...Into those places,that I cannot wander...Where are they, those dark and hidden places...That I cannot wander to?Where is the place...A place my mind often travel to...That place I fear and hate,but still so long to go...For I see my freedom there...The freedom of my my mind and body...I see great walls of stone...And I see beyond that silvery sea...I see... Alas! I see... That silvery sea,by the end of the walls...Flowing into ever black infinity...Becomming the spirits of the twillight...Those free spirits,I see them and I wonder...Mayhaps I am the only who have seen...The spirits, the stars, flowing into the darkness...I wonder... May that there bright star whirling about...Be my spirit of old?