Текст песни Theatre Of Tragedy - Bring Forth Ye Shadow
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Time is an abyss -Profound as a thousand nights;I sojourn my haste, I make respitesFor what availeth this eager peace?One step more naught to face,Save the heirloom fatal kiss.I rave no more `gainst Time or Fate,For lo! my own shall ne`er come to me,Yet! - Who doth my future narrate?Dim the lights - I cannot see!Bring forth ye Shadow! -With whom danceth thou?Time hath stopp`d -Yet for others ne`er halteth;For me the Pages of Life do not turn,Lo! - on the funeral pyre they burn.The oh so eathing Velvet Darkness they fear -Heed! - wherefore delve a burrow,When in my arms "O! Come here"? -I say, elsehither is naught but sorrow!For what deemest thou so dear thy bloodWhen through my veins it could flood? -Bide to merry-make me unaptly;And hence grant me the fell gift,The gift of passing on the dark trick.`Tis such a brazen act of erotic;Trifle for thee, yet for me grandly thrift,O! such an innocence depriv`d so hastily -Alas, for what deemest thou so dear thy bloodWhen through my veins it will flood?