Lyrics The Vision Bleak

The Vision Bleak

I Dined With The Swans

Night... silent night

Snow on the roof

My breath turned to ice

My mind was aloof

Cold winter moon

Shone through the reed

Glistering frost

What night for my deed!

Onward and onward

Away from the light

to the lake by the grove

To a beautiful white

Ah - what innocence

The nature of grace

But there shall be blood

I would mire this place!

White turned to red

As I tore them apart

I dined with the swans

I drank from their heart

Their fevering cries

Dulled with a crack

I broke all their spines

I drank from their neck

As I came back to myself

I heard not one sound

Feathers fell like snow

Unto cold sparkling ground

I divided from remorse

In this night of great chill

and vanished into the darkness

It was time for a kill...