I walk the Ancient Pathways,
Through Dark and Light I go,
Through lands of untold Magick
Where in strength and love I grow.
And though my love is darkness
And my strength is found in lust
And I hunger for the knowledge
That lays hidden in the dust,
I remember that my heart is pure,
The my mind holds secret sight
Thus, from the darkness that I travel
Grows a soul imbued with light.

~ Dianna ~ 2000