Shadows perform upon the wall A velvet mantle, a silent call My heart, a drum; a hollow beat Whispers fall, subdued and bittersweet The night assumes a colder grace A veiled disdain upon my face I pace the room, I claw the air I drag dread in with both hands bare I press right in, I take the bite I strike my name through skin and night Through crypts of thought, I softly tread Where ancient knowledge fills my head A scholar's gaze, a knowing stare A single spider spins its thread Secrets bound in shadowed air They dread the dark, they dread my name Yet in my eyes resides a coal Another path, another creed I live by night, and spurn the day I pace the room, I claw the air I drag dread in with both hands bare I press right in, I take the bite I strike my name through skin and night
