Текст песни A Winters Dream

Life freezes over when silence reigns the night And darkness fills the day Flying...my sun is your moon As brushed black hair is walking through snow-white fields Behold thy life in me Did He who made the Lamb make thee? Winds breathing colder and eyes all full of fright Frigidity's astray Hunting...my night is your day While snow-white hair is flying Through dark black woods Behold my life in thee Did He smile His work to see? [Chorus] Icy I see I see me In you am I Eye see eyes I see flies Around thighs around me Icy tie's Around me around you And tear our pleasures with rough strife Through the iron gates of life And your quaint honour turn to dust And into ashes all my lust The grave's a fine and private place But none, I think, do there embrace