Bewildered beauty, a dance
of elegance, pure and cold
drifting on the shores of romance,
I see your eyes sparkle without a flow.
From the prison of my life I see my queen
flying high, dark-seductive power
too much to be seen;
an infernal secret dressed with rotten flowers.
Memory fade and banish my heart
away into the subtle moonlight,
where I will die, what a marvelous sight.
Drawn in the blackness, ready to part;
I whimper over your pale stones,
realising that at last I am alone...