"The Ensemble Of Silence" by Empyrium

And again the moon is on the wave, gliding gently into me,
on silent wings the night comes from there, as my heart
longs to thee.....for in my hand I still hold the rose that
froze long times ago, its leafs have withered, it ceased to
grow - left in me is woe. The wine of love, is o so sweet,
but bitter is regret, I knew at sunset I would meet the
ascending veils of dread. Before my eyes nocturnal curtains
fall, The dark and gentle haze of the night, greedily
devours all. The Night: "Woe to him whose heart is
filled with bitter rue and who drowns in grief" In the
silence of the night I loose myself, it makes me drunken
with its sweet blue sound. In the drunk'ness of solitude I
fear no more the solemn realms of death No single sigh from
my lips as I drink the wine of bitterness My heart is aching
nevermore for I know that all may end. Just I and the poetry
of the night Now forever one.... Just I and the poetry of
the night, now forever one, The ensemble of silence plays so
beautiful for me...