You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead graveJust stay with the pale moonwhen darkness wants the night to be brave

Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

Dark night knows what full moon requires When all your love my heart acquiresCelestial bodies no more faded Life makes sound; silence invaded

Rejoice with glitters of ashes tonightSparkling for moon's spiced silver biteUpon skin of darkness, loving night moreStorm begins unlocking cold wind's door

Don’t let your dreams be forsaken by the starry nights