Lyrics The Masquerader And Phoenix - Theatre Of Tragedy

The Masquerader And Phoenix

Hist!
— The sonorous orchestral ambience and the arabesque-stanc'd ballerina,
Her wee feet in an alacritic m¦lstrom-twirl,
And the dust-hurl with her tears blendeth — Egad!
this quagmire;
Pasteth her unaptly apt feet to the stage:
Like the wither’d rose of the luciferous Eden
By the mummer’d-masquerader espied vigilly and mockingly,
His behesting visage, tho' ruddily mummer’d 'tis —
Embower’d and eddying oft and eft gloam by gloam,
Her sweetness ne’er cloy — further!
further!
-
Her breasts and vestal heart caress,
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she a"rily,
Whileas the orchestra playeth on travailingly;
His one and sole swath
With the pizzicato’d ensemble blendeth —
And her umbral fœtal scream —
As the song climaxeth
And slowly dieth
Away…