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 and 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
- :
- Where at Night the Wood Grouse Plays
- The Turn of the Tides
- Into the Pantheon
- Whom The Moon A Nightsong Sings (Single)
- Weiland
- Songs Of Moors & Misty Fields
- A Wintersunset
- The Mill
- A Retrospective...
- Hex Files: The Goth Bible, Volume 3
- ...Der wie ein Blitz vom Himmel fiel...
- To Magic...
- To Magic 2
- Classica II
- Mystica Mysteria III: A Medieval + Gothic Compilation
- Mystica Mysteria II
- Stand and Deliver: A Medieval Music Compilation
- Off Road Tracks, Volume 23
- Mystica Mysteria: die Klassiker
- Gothicum