Separated by Night - Pantokrator

I long for my garden, my love

The wine of loneliness I have drunk

I long to feed upon thy beauty

Open to me my sister, my dove

For my hair is filled with dew

In the shades of night I stand

At thy gate I wait for thee

Quench my thirst embrace me!

I roam the streets by night

Driven by a passion beyond my darkest fear

Desire burns my soul, I can not sleep

I find no peace

In deepest pain I dwell

Like a possessed man under a spell.

My fragile heart is in thine hands

My throat is dry, no wine can quench my burning thirst