"Lover's Grief" by Empyrium

O gothic moon thy shine encharmest me tonight Bereavest me
of sleep, makest me wander under thy light. Thou letst
abloom my heart until the very last of thy ray, Shine!
Bereaver of sleep, ere black clouds hide thee away.... I
know this can't be eternal! No love hath ever conquered the
borders of time! No beauty is everlasting, not even thine!
But o how I wished your heart would fore'er be mine... Thy
eyes caress myself to endure these painful lies... The
moon's arsistance makest me ask... Why can't we be stars?
Stars that shine forever... Stars that unite with the
night... At the horizon the dark stormclouds of sorrow have
gathered their might, neither the moon nor the stars reveal
their light this night ...and rain is falling, pouring down
into my soul, while wild weeping clouds enwrapp me in their
woe.