Testo di The Dreadful Mirror

White as snow lie my lover's bones In the soft, velvet soil of the vault And I, his bride, sleep by his side To celebrate our sacred love At times it seems that I'm existing only Within some fading memory But dreams are all sacred, dreams are all holy And, by far, still the safest place for my poor soul to be Do not speak of the terrible place That guided your war-horse and your living stake We are dancing in circles with the dear living dead We are blessed with the corpses that coil 'round our necks Please, don't speak of that terrible place That once guided your war-horse and your living stake We are taking a walk with our dear walking dead Feeling blessed with the corpses that feed on our necks I caught a glimpse of myself on the other sphere And for a fleeting moment I forgot the tears Dreams are precious and, oh, so is sleep This, my safest, yet - by far - the most fragile of all retreats Do not speak of the terrible place That guided your war-horse and your living stake We are dancing in circles with the dear living dead We are blessed with the corpses that coil 'round our necks Please, don't speak of that terrible place that once guided your war-horse and your living stake We are taking a walk with our dear walking dead Feeling blessed with the corpses that feed on our necks