Our Lady of the Stars (Ethereal, Neo-Classical, Neo-Folk, Ambient Goth)
I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky. Sing the rapturous love-song unto me! Invoke me under my stars! Seek me only!
I am divided, for the chance of union. My hair is the trees of Eternity. Put on your wings, arouse your splendour: come to me! Wear to me jewels! Drink to me, for I love you! I love you!
To me! Always to me!
Then the priest answered & said unto the Queen of Space, kissing her lovely brows, and the dew of her light bathing his whole body in a sweet-smelling perfume of sweat: O Nuit, continuous one of Heaven, let it be ever thus; that men speak not of Thee as One but as None; and let them speak not of thee at all, since thou art continuous!