Nyctophilia

Horizons sever gilled from winged
Fear bade in depth of her wound
With each sunset and sunrise
There is a peace solemn known!
There is a peace solemn known to an
Indolent dream. Where the withering lights
Meet in transcendental beam

(chorus)
Nyctophilic, reverence for all that glisten blue
Melancholic, reverence for all that glisten
Diabolic, reverence for all that glisten blue
Nyctophilia, nyctophilia

Horizons drown in the sea and are no more
And lurking shadows follow their white phantom form
Confined in a second out of cluster and void
Hidden, yet felt and seen through eyelets of beyond
A new found darkness of a thousand nights to come
Hidden, yet felt and seen through eyeslets of

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