Indukala
One dark night I slept and I dreamed,
I dreamed the dream that all hearts hold.
The one with clothes of brightest silk;
The Princess crowned with burnished gold.
My dark and charming Prince?
A man with deep and burning eyes;
A warrior, leader, General, Youth,
A heart that sought out other's lies.
A prophecy foretold my coming,
A hush fell with my name.
The evil curse beheld and banished
When the queen of light is slain.
Indukala, moonlight shining bright,
She who soothes the soul;
Indukala, Lady of the light
Who makes the daylight whole.
We wandered through that awful place
Where evil shaped the trees.
We came upon my Prince's dwelling
And fell upon our knees.
Above me, hung from outstretched branch,
The skeleton bones gleaming white,
An owl with talons black as coal.
Black hand of horror filled my sight.
And in the gloomy, dirty hut
Lay dead my prince's sire.
And only one would brave that place
Where shadows burnt like fire
Indukala, moonlight shining bright,
She who soothes the soul.
Indukala, Lady of the light
Who makes that fire cold.
And there with nought but hope and love
She sought the Lord of sin;
And there she fought, and bled, and died
And let the sun's gold in.