I herd the trailing garments of the night
sweep through her marble halls;
I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light
from the celestial walls
I felt her presence by its spell of might,
stopp o'er me from above, from above
the calm the majestic presence of the night
as of the one I love
I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight,
the manifold soft chimes
that fill the haunted chambers of the night
like some old poet's rhymes
I felt her presence by its spell of might
stoop o'er me from above
tha calm, the majestic presence of the night
as of the one I love
I felt her presence by its spell of might
I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight
The welcome the thrice prayer for the most fair
the best beloved night
peace, Orestes like I breathe this prayer
descend with broad-winged flight
I felt her presence by its spell of night
I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight
1 | Screaming Heartbeat |
2 | Pit And Pendulum |
3 | The Violin Of Erich Zann |
4 | Weird Places |
5 | The Picture |
6 | Talamasca |
7 | ...In The Garden |
8 | I and I |
9 | Sands of Time |
10 | Daimonion |