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Night time sharpens, heightens
each sensation;
Darkness wakes and stirs imagination; Silently the senses abandon their defenses helpless to resist the notes I write
For I compose the music of the Night.
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor; Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender; Hearing is believing, music is decieving Hard as lightening soft as candle light;
Dare you trust the music of the night?
Close your eyes
for your eyes will only tell the truth
and the truth isn't what you want to see;
In the dark it is easy to pretend
that the truth is what it ought to be.
Softly deftly music shall caress you;
Hear it, feel it secretly possess you
Open up your mind
let your fantasies unwind in this darkness
which you know you can not fight,
the darkness of the music of the night.
Close your eyes, start a journey
through a strange new world
leave all thoughts of the world
you knew before
close your eyes
and let the music set your free
Only then can you belong to me
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation Let the dream begin
let your darker side give in
to the power of the music that i write
the power of the music of the night
You alone can make my song take flight help me make the music of the night.
Phantom of the Opera
"Music of the Night"
If this doesn't make a slave's belly burn, i'm not sure what could. To me it is very symbolic of surrender, it gives me chills.
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