I have been saved by a raven at twilight,
Awoken by wind upon harp strings at midnight,
I've spoken to the fire,
I have wept with the wine,
This loneliness we feel is real,
But kind,
This loneliness that we all feel is real,
But it is kind.
See the candles dance,
Like burning ballerinas,
On a plate of antique silver,
And a table cloth of lace...
Let us sing our songs!
Let the melodies burn dark!
Like the light beneath the doorway,
To your heart...
I have been saved by a bat-winged Angel,
I watched through the keyhole of the blood-dripping door,
Slowly she came,
With a knife and a flame,
This holiness we bear sure wears such pain,
This holiness we gotta wear,
Sure bears a lot,
of pain.
See the candles reach,
Like sinners for the heavens,
As the wine within the goblet,
Trembles to our tambourine,
Let us sing our songs!
Let the melodies burn dark!
Like the light beneath the doorway,
To your heart...
See the candles dance,
Like burning ballerinas,
On a plate of antique silver,
And a table cloth of lace...
Let us sing our songs!
Let the melodies burn dark!
Like the light beneath the doorway,
To your heart...
See the candles reach,
Like sinners for the heavens,
As the wine within the goblet,
Trembles to our tambourine,
Let us sing our songs!
Let the melodies burn dark!
Like the light beneath the doorway,
To your heart...
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