Empyrium - The Blue Mists Of Night

..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 I 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 I fall - O, I give myself away...
Away! Far away! To this dim and misty place
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.