• On the edge of night,
    When everyone is out of sight,
    You should listen to the sounds,
    And you'll surely be bound,
    To hear the whisper.

    The sweet tranquility,
    Of a soliloquy,
    Written by the silence,
    Of the nights lack of violence,
    And the dreams of the masses.

    Epic in its tones,
    You'll only hear alone,
    From the softness,
    Qnd the lowness,
    of the ever silent beauty.