• Listen to the music of the night,
    As the birds take flight,
    Turn from the good,
    Pull up your hood,
    Turn from the cold, unfeeling light,
    And listen to the music of the night.

    Come to the silent dark,
    As you see our peeling bark,
    This is our skin, the price of our Sin,
    Turn away from the cold, unfeeling light,
    As you listen to the music of the night.

    Hear us sing, our king,
    Let us put a crown upon your head, before you go to bed.
    Turn from the cold, unfeeling light,
    And slip away into the night.

    Let us sing you to sleep,
    Hear our word in the rhythm and beat,
    Go to your warm stone bed,
    As we place your crown upon your head,
    Turn from the cold, unfeeling light,
    Sleep in the music of the night.

    Sleep our new found king, sleep and dream,
    As our tears become a stream,
    We shall sing to you all through the night,
    We shall protect you from the light.

    Night and day we watch,
    over your ice cold body.
    as we wait,
    for you are late,
    for you to wake
    and put the light in its place.

    Rise our king!
    Hear us sing!
    Hear our joy,
    For the night is not just a toy,
    Hear our song,
    As we slip away into the night.

    Lead us in the music of the night,
    Drive away the unforgiving and cold light.

    With your song,
    We sing along,
    To the return of our new found king,
    And the leaving of the light,
    As we bask in the music of the night!