A bizarre picture of the death
That paints with the blood
In the canvas of your face
It ripples in the whirlpool of a dance

Your palm's in the gesture
Of the last minute of life
It cools mine
You ripple in the whirlpool of the dance
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The insane dance of us
It ends when the moon loses it's face
I fade in the rippling level
Of the labyrinth of time
Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyes

Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyelids
In a beauty sealed forever
There reflects our end

Our dancing shade on the walls
Like a gobelin pattern
In the breeze of my clothes
And the garland of lilies the time stopped