empyrium' un, songs of moors and misty fields albümünden sağlam bir parça.
..and many a moon shall rise...
..and lead me into the cold embrace of the night
here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light.
here is no shelter; no escape from our heart,
entwined in this tragic embrace ı fear and bemourn to depart.
when the shadows fall,
and the sun sets in us all...
just silent hopes remain & the aching grief that grows
into a bottomless vale ı fall - o, ı give myself away...
away! far away! to this dim and misty place
my heart reflects the night...
languid moonshine ı bath my skin in thee
o may thy beauty be revealed in me.
silent winds, whisper to me
thy songs of solitude and joy...
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