Theatre of Tragedy

Текст песни As the Shadows Dance

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My eyes hold the eventide,
Albeit behind the eyes thou hast
Thro' which I 'hold naught else
A flame enshroudéd 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 lightheartédness -
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.

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