Shadow, Caressing Shadow

...about the darkest of Nights

Hark... shadow to shadow

Hasten to evolve through the moist

And mount the penumbrant dusk

Moon about in meadows prun'd

So scotch, not kill

About the darkest of Nights

Thus hark...

Sunset, Dusk, Nightfall

Whatever that shadows through horizons

Lull'd in midnight communion scatter'd

"Unwept, and welter to the parching wind,

Without the need of some melodious tear"

Beneath waning Selene white above

Dancing wolves ominous through the hunt

And Diana leads with the Night as mask

Blazing teeth embrace

Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more

Hark...the dusk is singing

Darkness stir as the crescent Moon shines full

Hediond Banshees of few too many

Riding out of Inferno's zenith

Swallowing life with ominous incens'd chants

With burnt robes and shrines made o' skin

Let nature's heart rejoioce with the warmth of blood

Of bleeding lambs pierc'd by wolven teeth

...and the shadow caresses

Hark... the sombre light

The malice

Shadow, caressing shadow

It is Death herself

Leading Armmageddon sublime

Dwell, at the brightening gloom

In height or depth

Horizont in black of the clouds that gather

In madrigal Nightfall

Banded against the throne

Hark... thus hark

Shadow, caressing shadow

About the darkest of Nights

And hark

Majestic frost in contrast

With summer's noontide air

Bloom Chaos throughout the breeze

And shadow,

Shadow the darkest of Nights