As I stand on a certain terrace
Beneath the stars, above the Ground,
Surrounded by the Black Cloak, embedded with glitters,
I gaze upon an undefined horizon.
And as a cool breeze will blow against my face,
And as a a certain song will move my body,
I will be constantly reassured, that-
No matter what I need to be during Daylight,
I will always be my true self in Lap of the Night.