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 !