Dancing Under The Closed Eyes Of Paradis

<br>SOPOR AETERNUS...<br>O mortis secretum, ubi finis nervorum ?<br>O funeris algor, ubi sonus somniorum ?<br>The insane wine of the night misled my soul<br>At the confluence of dream and of pain...<br>We dance under the closed eyes of paradise,<br>And our eyes tear the insane space<br>of the night.<br>Salternus sub oculis coniventibus paradisi !<br>The violence of the winter moon<br>spreads a mantle<br>Of cold icy pain over my petrified landscape.<br>Seized by the freezing frosts<br>of the diabolic winter,<br>Our hearts breathe the winds of sadness.<br>Saliamus, saliamus aeterno,<br>Saltemus saltatum mortis !<br>Saliamus, saliamus !<br>But what is in my heart can only be read<br>by the winds<br>That gathered my words of pain.<br>The veil of the night falls at our feet,<br>Revealing the views of the fiery sky.<br>Kyrie eleison.<br>The gentle sapphirian night wrapped me<br>in its maternal warmth<br>And her hair, studded with stars,<br>had a scent of sensuality<br>As I lay embraced in her sweet caress.<br>How tender is the night<br>in her amorous delights.<br>Where are the flowers I gave you, my love ?<br>The amaranth, the rose and the lily.<br>Buried within the glacial vault<br>of my thoughts,<br>Take from me this fading breath,<br>Enfold me in your veil of darkness<br>To celebrate the reign of black eternal night.<br>And in the snows, glittering<br>in the cold fragile moonlight,<br>Appeared the incandescent flowers...<br><<The blood of angels>>,<br>Said one of our round.<br><<Our blood>>.<br>We dance...<br>..and the blowing of the wind is<br>our only music,<br>We dance.