As the Shadows Dance

R: My eyes hold the eventide,

Thro' which I 'hold naught else

But the raven;

Sleep my dearest ones -

Mind not the palling velvet darkness

LK: Albeit behind the eyes thou hast

A flame enshroudéd in its blackness;

Burning without the faintest breeze.

Teach me, dearest, the reason wherefore

Thou by such angst mark'd art?!

R: 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;

Vanish with me abaft the unlight! -

O! the taste on thine lips;

A trickling deep red love -

Everlasting lightheartédness -

A kiss for thee my dear.

LK: Dance no longer with the shadows,

Dance no longer with the dead in the graveyard;

Dance with me the mephisto waltz.

Wedlock 'twixt day and night -

Offer me relief fro the sunrays.

R: Ah! such delight I sense:

Savour the bitter grapes of life!

LK: Eternally and ne'erendingly;

A soulsister of thine I am.

Let me openly greet thy kiss;

The most loving and caring bites.

R: Grant me thineself!,

I bore the woe in my heart,

My heart was shatter'd into its tithe,

Save yet are its chambers in flood.

LK: As I depart embrace me,

And in paltry time will I re-awake -

I love thee.