As The Shadows Dance - Theatre Of Tragedy

My eyes hold the eventide, -- albeit behind the eyes thou hast

Thro' which I 'hold naught else -- a flame enshroud’d in its blackness;

But the raven;

-- burning without the faintest breeze

Sleep my dearest ones — -- teach me, dearest, the reason wherefore

Mind not the palling velvet darkness -- thou by such angst mark’d art?!

Wherefore is here loneliness?;

Infinite hollowness

In which my thoughts echo

To the shadows i whisper —

With the shadows i waltz —

Bear me;

i am not the plague

Altho' nightclad death … mayhap?!

Dare not naysaying my grant;

-- dance no longer with the shadows

Vanish with me abaft the unlight!

— -- dance no longer with the dead in the

graveyard;

O!

the taste on thine lips;

-- dance with me the mephisto waltz

A trickling deep red love — -- wedlock 'twixt day and night —

Everlasting lightheart’dness — -- offer me relief fro the sunrays

A kiss for thee my dear

Ah!

such delight i sense: -- eternally and ne’erendingly;

Savour the bitter grapes of life!

-- a soulsister of thine i am

-- let me openly greet thy kiss;

-- the most loving and caring bites

Grant me thineself!

I bore the woe in my heart

My heart was shatter’d into its tithe, -- as i depart embrace me

Save yet are its chambers in flood.

-- and in paltry time will i re-awake —

-- i love thee