Testo Salamander

Asleep so soundly as the night begins,
Confront this nightmare and awake again,
The faithful look upon you from above,
Enchanted by the madness of your love.
We will dream of pagan dances,
We will soothe the sweet assassins,
We will claim this world as our own.
In desperation hold me tightly, The salamander visits nightly,
He will grant us everlasting bliss,
The earth will open.
Thy will be done.
Time will trudge on.
The sky will open.
I was so wrong, life will trudge on.
Life is beautiful,
Appear before us as within a dream,
Entwine us further with this entity,
The weathered statues crumble instantly,
The voices issue forth in endless streams,
I will dream of tribal trances,
I will soothe the sweet assassins.
I will dance the fatal dances.