Toccata and Fugue in D Minor

What is it that calls me?
Oh midnight moon it haunts me,
The sadness it watches me with from above!
Leave me!
No, she watches me restlessly
Peering fearfully from behind the clouds.
Am I such a shameful thing to be watched as such?
Relent!
What a miserable thing that it should fear me.
But a soul lost in contemplation.
One's thoughts...
One's thoughts must be so fearful indeed!
Oh moon!
Why do you watch me through my window...
(interlude at 2:51)
(Man paces room, constantly peering back at the moon which ducks to and fro behind the ominious cloud cover moving across the sky. Pacing grows more frantic, then slows to a stop, head tilting slightly until pace quickens once more in which man appears angry now, sweeping books off surrounding bookshelves in the study and offering viscious stares to the moon after each shelf is cleaned and the books lay strewn on the floor.)
(6:50ish angered man seems slightly calmer, although carrying a strange look in his eye. Walks across room to candle. 7:50! He throws the candle into the pile of books along the bookshelf and glances back at the moon triumphantly)
(Cut to external, sunrise appears soon as the light along the horizon has grown brighter. 8:00 the final moments of night are upon us. The moon stares at the scene before it, a massive home aflame)