Ethereal লিরিক্স

am the silence in the shadows I am the unseen eyes of the night I am the weakest of winds that touches your face I am an owl who crosses the sky in moonlight I am in whispering of trees The soft voice you can almost understand I am in mournful cry of a beast Who hunts on barren lands I am in raindrops that fall from darkest skies I am in candleflame that mirrors your eyes I stand in last rays of evening light That fall upon your bed And I guard your sleep As if I was not dead...