I have seen a dance of shadows
darker than the darkest night
touched by madness i have swirled
the pirouette of death
wakened by a black rose blooming
in the frozen fields of sleep
i have known such pain and pleasure
ecstasy and fear
i have seen a strange procession
mourners of the ice-kissed soul
i have known and i have suffered
at the hands of truth
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