Theatre Of Tragedy - On Whom The Moon Doth Shine (unhum Mix) lyrics

"Had I what it taketh, I would do; I sense - I cannot sense, I am - yet! I am not - Once I kiss'd the image Of the Seven Angels of d**h..." "Then, lo! the Bleak d**h, Serpent-like 'twixt the breasts crept: Hush'd with a gasp of life's breath, Together red tears they wept, And pa**'d the procession of dancers dead - As in darkness were we lock'd in wed." "And Hell open'd its doors, Yet what was 'fore my eyes But if not the brightest light." "O soft embalmer of ye still midnight, Allow me thee to adown, Of any sort thou fancieth; Each holdeth its own fancy, I say - Yet the pleasure we partake in Was caus'd by the fang'd grin, Save!, do I for him anger hold?: Nay - I knew I was fey!" "Yet as thou so didst, On my lips a kiss land(c)d, And with the shadows blend(c)d The tendermost silken mourn.; In which the light hidden is - Yon Hell's brazen doors Wrothfully it trieth to push." "Hush'd with a gasp of life's breath, Together red tears we wept - in vain, And pa**'d the procession of dancers dead - As in darkness were we lock'd in wed: I kiss'd the Seven Angels of d**h." "Yet what was 'fore my eyes But if not the brightest light."