Come again,

to the night that stalks through you.

Holding you close,

yet never approves you.

Through the labyrinth of secrets,

night of all days,

green though the grass,

gawks with a gaze.

Night oh night,

where are you yet again,

stalking so close,

hold me like a friend.

Though the labyrinth of secrets holds

the night of all days,

with the grass so green,

he gawks with a gaze.

Night oh night,

I ask you yet again,

are you nearby, ready to be my friend?

Though the moon shines bright,

your darkness holds true.

Because night oh night,

what else can you do?