| Song | As the Shadows Dance |
| Artist | Theatre of Tragedy |
| Album | A Rose of the Dead/In Perspect |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Theater of Tragedy | |
| my eyes hold the eventide, | |
| albeit behind the eyes thou hast | |
| thro' which I 'hold naught else | |
| a flame enshroudéd in its blackness; | |
| but the raven; | |
| burning without the faintest breeze. | |
| sleep my dearest ones - | |
| teach me, dearest, the reason wherefore | |
| mind not the palling velvet darkness | |
| thou by such angst mark'd art?! | |
| wherefore is here loneliness?; | |
| infinite hollowness | |
| in which my thoughts echo, | |
| to the shadows i whisper - | |
| with the shadows i waltz - | |
| bear me; i am not the plague, | |
| altho' nightclad death ... mayhap?! | |
| dare not naysaying my grant; | |
| dance no longer with the shadows, | |
| vanish with me abaft the unlight! - | |
| dance no longer with the dead in the graveyard; | |
| o! the taste on thine lips; | |
| dance with me the mephisto waltz. | |
| a trickling deep red love - | |
| wedlock 'twixt day and night - | |
| everlasting lightheartédness - | |
| offer me relief fro the sunrays. | |
| a kiss for thee my dear. | |
| ah! such delight i sense: | |
| eternally and ne'erendingly; | |
| savour the bitter grapes of life! | |
| a soulsister of thine i am. | |
| let me openly greet thy kiss; | |
| the most loving and caring bites. | |
| grant me thineself!, | |
| i bore the woe in my heart, | |
| my heart was shatter'd into its tithe, | |
| as i depart embrace me, | |
| save yet are its chambers in flood. | |
| and in paltry time will i re-awake - | |
| i love thee. |
| zuo qu : Theater of Tragedy | |
| my eyes hold the eventide, | |
| albeit behind the eyes thou hast | |
| thro' which I ' hold naught else | |
| a flame enshroude d in its blackness | |
| but the raven | |
| burning without the faintest breeze. | |
| sleep my dearest ones | |
| teach me, dearest, the reason wherefore | |
| mind not the palling velvet darkness | |
| thou by such angst mark' d art?! | |
| wherefore is here loneliness? | |
| infinite hollowness | |
| in which my thoughts echo, | |
| to the shadows i whisper | |
| with the shadows i waltz | |
| bear me i am not the plague, | |
| altho' nightclad death ... mayhap?! | |
| dare not naysaying my grant | |
| dance no longer with the shadows, | |
| vanish with me abaft the unlight! | |
| dance no longer with the dead in the graveyard | |
| o! the taste on thine lips | |
| dance with me the mephisto waltz. | |
| a trickling deep red love | |
| wedlock ' twixt day and night | |
| everlasting lighthearte dness | |
| offer me relief fro the sunrays. | |
| a kiss for thee my dear. | |
| ah! such delight i sense: | |
| eternally and ne' erendingly | |
| savour the bitter grapes of life! | |
| a soulsister of thine i am. | |
| let me openly greet thy kiss | |
| the most loving and caring bites. | |
| grant me thineself!, | |
| i bore the woe in my heart, | |
| my heart was shatter' d into its tithe, | |
| as i depart embrace me, | |
| save yet are its chambers in flood. | |
| and in paltry time will i reawake | |
| i love thee. |
| zuò qǔ : Theater of Tragedy | |
| my eyes hold the eventide, | |
| albeit behind the eyes thou hast | |
| thro' which I ' hold naught else | |
| a flame enshroudé d in its blackness | |
| but the raven | |
| burning without the faintest breeze. | |
| sleep my dearest ones | |
| teach me, dearest, the reason wherefore | |
| mind not the palling velvet darkness | |
| thou by such angst mark' d art?! | |
| wherefore is here loneliness? | |
| infinite hollowness | |
| in which my thoughts echo, | |
| to the shadows i whisper | |
| with the shadows i waltz | |
| bear me i am not the plague, | |
| altho' nightclad death ... mayhap?! | |
| dare not naysaying my grant | |
| dance no longer with the shadows, | |
| vanish with me abaft the unlight! | |
| dance no longer with the dead in the graveyard | |
| o! the taste on thine lips | |
| dance with me the mephisto waltz. | |
| a trickling deep red love | |
| wedlock ' twixt day and night | |
| everlasting lighthearté dness | |
| offer me relief fro the sunrays. | |
| a kiss for thee my dear. | |
| ah! such delight i sense: | |
| eternally and ne' erendingly | |
| savour the bitter grapes of life! | |
| a soulsister of thine i am. | |
| let me openly greet thy kiss | |
| the most loving and caring bites. | |
| grant me thineself!, | |
| i bore the woe in my heart, | |
| my heart was shatter' d into its tithe, | |
| as i depart embrace me, | |
| save yet are its chambers in flood. | |
| and in paltry time will i reawake | |
| i love thee. |