Morning hush
First a blush
Faintly telling
Day is welling
Down the glades
Flee the shades
Through the meadows
Speed the shadows
Yet in vain
For again
Come the even
All the heaven
Loses light
Turns to night
Fades from splendor
Pale and tender

Brighter light
Burns at night
What a wonder
Burst asunder
Night unmade
Where a maid
Bears a blossom
At her bosom
Holy morn
God is born
Heaven’s treasure
Without measure
Poured on earth
At His birth
Night for ever
Gone for ever

Here is news
None refuse
Crowns of gladness
Changed for sadness
Joy for shame
Since He came
No more sorrow
No tomorrow
All today
Sing and pray
Sing His praises
Ask His graces
All is bright
All is light
On the seven
Roads to Heaven


from The Ghosts of Christmas Past, released December 6, 2015



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Valentine Wolfe Greenville, South Carolina

Two classically trained musicians combining ambient solo bass, brutal distortion, electronica, and 18th century opera to tell a story of the macabre.

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