Empyrium - The Blue Mists Of Night |
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The Blue Mists Of Night
Empyrium 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. When the shadows fall, and the sun sets in us all... Entwined in this tragic embrace I fear and bemourn to depart. Just silent hopes remain and the aching grief that grows into a bottomless vale I fall O, I give myself away... Away! To this dim and misty place. Far away! My heart reflects the night... Languid moonshine I bath my skin in thee O may thy beauty be revealed in me. Silent winds, whisper to me thy songs of solitude and joy |
