Oh, bleak muse Speak now through me The speech of dreams My somniloquy Dream, dream, dream Dream of the night That sees That speaks That shines! Dream, dream, dream Dream of the darkness That seeks That seethes With terror divine!
And guide my soul As the night bird born Upon Deimosian winds Through the Gate of Horn
Dream, dream, dream Dream of the dead That stir Awaken And rise!
Dream, dream, dream Dream of the daemons Of absence And void Where my night bird flies
To join in dread And Eros forlorn Wed I with Other From dusk 'til morn
In the Devil's Hours When the place of slumber Becomes the wasteland of dreams There in the absence you appear Suspended above me in silence Casting Death's Eye upon me You still my form And draw out the night bird from within me To fly upon winds of terror and ecstasy
Oh, bleak muse Speak now through me The speech of dream My somniloquyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
