Seeking respite from the night
No more to dance in pain's delight
She builds a fortress in her soul
So o'er the night she has control
Within her walls her heart does hide
Begone the pain, she has decried
So now she sings her sad laments
No way to breech her battlements.
I sing to her love's madrigal
Her beauty does my heart enthrall
I come to her in still of night
As moth to flame, yearn love's delight
I touch upon her satin skin
Seeking out her heart within
You are my love, to her decree
I ask her hand on bended knee.
I build a fortress in my soul
So o'er the night, I have control.