In the night

There always is a noise when it is dark;

It is the noise of silence and the noise

Of blindness.

The noise of silence and the noise of blindness

Do frighten me,

They hold me stark and rigid as a tree!

These frighten me,

These hold me stark and rigid as a tree!

Because at last their tumult is more loud

Than thunder.

Because at last

Their tumult is more loud than thunder:

They terrify my soul,

They tear my heart asunder!