She

dan-

ces

with

the

moon-

light

In

a

ring

with

the

si-

lent

fo-

rest

And

the

stars'

jewels

Em-

broi-

dered

in her

e-

the-

re-

al

gar-

ment

From

sil-

ver

lips

cha-

me-

leon

thoughts

Trans-

mit-

ted

to

the

dee-

pest

cave

The

san-

ctua-

ry

of

the

slee-

ping

dra-

gon

Slow-

ly

re-

co-

ve-

ring

its

woun-

ded

mind

From

the

false

ref-

lec-

tions

of

a

bro-

ken

mir-

ror

I

will

cross

the

moat

That

keeps

our

worlds

a-

part

May

your

ne-

bu-

lus

hands

be

my

shroud

Suc-

cu-

bus

Prie-

stess

In

me

you

tas-

te

your

past

In

you

I ex-

pe-

rience

my

fu-

ture

Her

touch

is

the

cold

breeze

That

numbs

my

carnal

dis-

guise

And

makes

the

glow

in-

side

To

blaze

up

and

spread

Tor-

ches

blend

with

mis-

ty

blue

To

ce-

leb-

rate

the

birth

Our

bond

is

sealed

in

red

In

red

Our

kiss

is

the

e-

ver-

las-

ting

mo-

ments