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A bizarre picture of the death
That paints with the blood
In the canvas of your face
It ripples in the whirlpool of a dance

Your palm's in the gesture
Of the last minute of life
It cools mine
You ripple in the whirlpool of the dance

The insane dance of us
It ends when the moon loses its face
I fade in the rippling level
Of the labyrinth of time
Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyes

Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyelids
In a beauty sealed forever
There reflects our end

Our dancing shade on the walls
Like a gobelin pattern
In the breeze of my clothes
And the garland of lilies the time stopped
A bizarre picture of the death   That paints with the blood   In the canvas of your face   It ripples in the whirlpool of a dance      Your palm's in the gesture   Of the last minute of life   It cools mine   You ripple in the whirlpool of the dance      The insane dance of us   It ends when the moon loses its face   I fade in the rippling level   Of the labyrinth of time   Blood tears of mine flow   Out of my eyes      Blood tears of mine flow   Out of my eyelids   In a beauty sealed forever   There reflects our end      Our dancing shade on the walls   Like a gobelin pattern   In the breeze of my clothes   And the garland of lilies the time stopped