The secret whispers of the night,
like whisps of fog across the moon,
enchant within that sacred light.
Hear it now, "The time is soon."
The gentle chorale of the stars, their everpresent lullaby, inspire many sacred bars. Hear it now, "It's by and by."
"And all the dreams of men are true,
unspoken in his sleeping state;
the lights of heaven will imbue
his heart with whispers of his fate."
Tale Told 