Old Gods Of Asgard - The Poet And The Muse lyrics

There's an old tale wrought with mystery, of Tom the Poet and his muse And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used Now, the muse she was his happiness, and he rhymed about her grace And told her stories of treasures deep beneath the blackened waves Till' in the stillness of one dawn, still in its misty crown The muse she went down to the lake, and in the waves she drowned And now to see your love set free You will need the witch's cabin key Find the lady of the light, gone mad with the night That's how you reshape destiny The poet came down to the lake to call out to his dear When there was no answer he was overcome with fear He searched in vain for his treasure lost and too soon the night would fall Only his own echo would wail back at his call And when he swore to bring back his love by stories he'd create Nightmares shifted in their sleep in the darkness of the lake And now to see your love set free You will need the witch's cabin key Find the lady of the light, still raving in the night That's how you reshape destiny In the dead of night she came to him with darkness in her eyes Wearing a mourning gown, sweet words as her disguise He took her in without a word for he saw his grave mistake And vowed them both to silence deep beneath the lake Now, if it's real or just a dream one mystery remains For it is said, on moonless nights they may still haunt this place