Slow
Through the dance of the curtains
The mist turns to my side
The rest is sweetest silence

Might I have treaded far too long?
A verse, a sigh forlorn
Horizons threatening to dawn
Once more

That voice shines through every wall
Bring the maladies of our yore
Weeping seraph sits on these shores
Cursed songs that foretell our fall

Wanton the punishment is borne
Nightly cast of desires torn apart
At the twilight of our hearts

That voice shines a thousand-fold
Bitter scenes of truths never told
With these grinning shadows' return
Cursed songs they sing and we mourn

Empty the promise is reborn

Bring morrows forth, golden and vain
Pour fantasies from our veins
Bleed free from memories' chains

That voice shines forever more
Hissing through hearts' lair of thorns
May this scornful choir adorn
Cursed songs of passions unborn

Silent the dusk of dreams is unfurled
Swiftly
Through the dance of the curtains

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