For all I have Loved and the roads there on.
Justin Williams.

I have wandered the roads of the grim unquiet dead, and feasted in the halls
were no mans foot has tread.

And I have drunk from the fountain in the black kings hallowed hill, and
fled the ghostly hounds who serve their dead queen still.

And felt the warm embrace of the mistress of the fae , and knelt before the
alter to morn a stillborn day.

And strode the plain of bones, where old gods met their weird, and fought
through guarded castles where dwelt my darkest fears.

And voyaged into the veil of pain , of malice and of tears, and their I
heard the music play that burned my youth and blew away my cheer.

And I have walked the paths were darkness feared to tread, and set the
throne of god ablaze to make the black things dread.

And plunged the bloodied blade into the frenzied throng, and danced the ebon
ways until the final dawn.

And laughed at kings and danced with queens in the mud in which we strode,
and loved the dark and loathed the light and chose the crooked road.

And capered with pagan gods to no mans hollow tune, they welcomed me with
open arms and made room in the cool and gloom.

Till I left them all to tell my tale, to fret and strut and pierce the
pallid veil. To wield the pen and not the blade, to cut the wrong to right,
and show one last true vision, before I leave the light.

To open the path, the winding way to the hollow beneath the hills. So come
and dance with me ,through silver dawn and golden dusk and wild enchanted
rings, till night does fall and magic fade and the last of the banshee
sings.