Tell the tale there’s a heaven beyond us
That there’s no man who can tell us what heaven is
But still, a man with no word but his own songs
And burning heart was the one chosen for the gods
As for Elise, he’s not a man worth being loved
Not quite the words of mankind
The 5th or the 9th
The Heartening Moonlight
Unholy notes, yet most divine
His ink, pen and heart
His pain speaking loud
Are back from the ashes, waving in the halls
The beast’s last desire
You are suffering, my dearest creature
Why this deep sorrow when necessity speaks
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you
Unspoken words, yet encrypted in music sheets
Along with letters the sheets makes us wonder
What kind of man was the one
Who gave us the 9th
The Heartening Moon light
Unholy notes, yet most divine
His ink, pen and heart
His pain speaking loud
Are back from the ashes, waving in the halls
The beast’s last desire
Foreseeing a lifetime of silenced dead notes
Notes that’ve been tearing apart
Beloved memories from inside out
The prodigy’s calling out for a God’s reply
Blessed with master skills and
Cursed with silenced sound
As for Elise, he’s not a man worth being loved
Not quite the words of mankind
The 5th or the 9th
The Heartening Moonlight
Unholy notes, yet most divine
His ink, pen and heart
His pain speaking loud
Are back from the ashes, waving in the halls
The beast’s last desire
