A dream so vain, it poisons;
The sleep of the vile, it’s vial.
With drops so sweet, it reigns;
And I dance to the envy of life.
A voice so pure, it blinds;
A creature of the dark, it preys.
Oaths of an age lie in shards,
And I dance to the lashes of time.
A mercy so savage, it plunders;
Barren are the souls it wilts.
Screams drowned in the silence;
And I dance to the wrath of death.