Dance with the shadows,
Away from the candle light.
Romance with the madness,
That comes, creeping tonight.
What hides from the eyes,
Blind to the reflection.
The mirror never betrays,
It never shows redemption.
So when he comes for you,
Before morning will break.
Do not show any fear,
For your soul he will take.
You must never speak his name,
It must never be said.
Or you will belong to him,
And your destiny, blood red.
Away from the candle light.
Romance with the madness,
That comes, creeping tonight.
What hides from the eyes,
Blind to the reflection.
The mirror never betrays,
It never shows redemption.
So when he comes for you,
Before morning will break.
Do not show any fear,
For your soul he will take.
You must never speak his name,
It must never be said.
Or you will belong to him,
And your destiny, blood red.
copyright Chris Smith 2010
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