While stars outspread the night-time watch. and wind through darkened treetops swirl;. I slowly bow my frozen features. in grief, in sadness and in woe....
Lucifer:. Oh angel o' my winter. Grieveth for the pain o' sadness. A gothic embrace restores my love. God took away.... Ye romance o' forgotten times....
[Voice of Venus:]. Thou art a flower, growing into his soul. You light his silent path of night.... Thy winds they blow for his love and shadows.... He's praising the beauty of thee... in a far away land.