(Verse 1) In the shadow of the cathedral, where the wind is bound to cry, I see your winter silhouette frozen against the sky. The bells are tolling in the night, an echo of silver and stone, And in your eyes, an ancient faith is carved into the bone. Crosses of smoke in the heavy air, promises burned in the fire, We are the children of the ash, bound to a dark desire. (Chorus) Ah, desire is a ribbon of thorns! Dancing on the razor's edge of grace. Beneath a canopy of velvet black, Surrender your soul, or leave without a trace. In this dance of shadows... love is the sweetest embrace. (Verse 2) We walk through carpets of dead leaves, an autumn that never dies, Drinking the wine of the stigma, beneath your haunting eyes. I feel the mysticism in your veins, the tide is starting to rise, In this profaned and sacred temple, where every angel cries. Speak not of saints or heavens, the night has drawn its blade, A sacrament of shadows, a gothic masquerade. (Chorus) Ah, desire is a ribbon of thorns! Dancing on the razor's edge of grace. Beneath a canopy of velvet black, Surrender your soul, or leave without a trace. In this dance of shadows... love is the sweetest embrace. (Bridge) And the twelve-string guitars are weeping, Lifting a mantra to the stars above... Is this the salvation we’ve been seeking, Or just a cruel and everlasting love? Look at me, touch me, let the waters rise... (Guitar Solo - Psych-rock, shimmering, and soaring) (Chorus) Ah, desire is a ribbon of thorns! Dancing on the razor's edge of grace. Beneath a canopy of velvet black, Surrender your soul, or leave without a trace. (Outro) Leave without a trace... Into the arms of the night. Where love is the sweetest embrace. Beneath the velvet sky... Let yourself fall. Let yourself fade away...
