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.

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