Bring forth ye shadow

Bring forth ye shadow

Theatre of Tragedy

Time is an abyss -

Profound as a thousand nights;

I sojourn my haste I make respites

For 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 blood

When 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 blood

When through my veins it will flood