Gleaming droplets douse the mead bringing with its breeze the scent Of weeping willows Babylon bedding down for winter's chill
Like two young lovers intertwined in the frivolity of life Leaned one over with gallant whisper betrothed domains of ceaseless time
Coaxing her to drop her veil to shroud his cloak around her frailty As two together become one to ride the winds of no tomorrow
Coquette mortality enraptured a beam of light adorned her lips With head leaned back welcomed her captor inhaled the sweet October mist
Caressing gently hallowed bodies undulate for Dusk to see Not yet kissed the waning siren as Azrael waits patiently
For pendulum must swing away from transient fear-uncertainty Although he holds with timeless hands the siren soul safe in his palms Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.