I have brought you to the seat of sweet musics throne.
To this kingdom where all must pay homage to music, music.
You [bad word] here, for one purpose and one alone.
Since the day when I first heard you sing,
I have needed you with me to serve me to sing, for my
music, my music.

Nightime charms, heightens each sensation.
Darkness wakes and stirs imagination.
Silently the senses abandon their defenses,
helpless to resist the notes I write,
 [bad word] the music of the night.

Slowly, gently, night unfurls it's splendour.
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender.
Turn your face away from the garish light of day.
Turn your thoughts from [bad word] uncaring light.
And listen to the music of the night.

Close your mind and surrender to your darkest dreams.
Purge the thoughts of the life you knew before.
Close your eyes and let your spirit start to soar.
And you'll live as you've never lived before.

Softly, gently, music shall carress you.
Hear it, feel it secretly possess you.
Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind,
in this darkness that you know you cannot fight.
The darkness of the music of the night.

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world.
Leave all thoughts of the live you knew before.
Let your soul take you where you long to be.
Only then can you belong to me.

Floating, falling, sweet intoxication.
Touch me, [bad word] me, secret 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.