Текст песни On Whom the Moon Doth Shine (Unhum mix) - Theatre of Tragedy

O soft embalmer of ye still midnight
Allow me thee to adown
Of any sort thou fancieth
Each holdeth its own fancy, I say
Hush′d with a gasp of life's breath
Together red tears they wept
Hush′d with a gasp of life's breath
Together red tears they wept
Yet as thou so didst
On my lips a kiss landéd
And with the shadows blendéd
The tendermost silken mourn
Of dancers dead
As in darkness were we lock'd in wed