A derivative work of "Six Ribbons" - Gothic Version |
If i were a dungeon Up from the stony ground Wild black roses Would grow for You to take If i were a resident Ghost from the ages I would haunt You with the dreams Of infernal love affairs If i were a vampire I'd give to You the lifeblood Of souls that have fallen Under my wingspread skies And if i were a werewolf I'd bring You a black rose Then place it beside You And watch You with my night-eyes Maiden, Maiden, let down Your hair The darkness embraces Your Fragrance in the air Maiden, Maiden, like a Full Moon so fair Let me take a wild black rose To tie around Your hair Now, if i were a flying-fox I'd ascend to Your dwelling And give You the roots From an underground rose-bed If i were the demon-kind I'd rise from Your fire place And waltz You until the sunrise Sends me back there once again If i were a deadly snake I'd slide to You a single stem Of a rare and pretty flower To match Your rare and pretty face And if i were a wild-beast From a far and distant fairy-tale I'd kneel to You a black rose From a far and distant land Maiden, Maiden, the night-time needs You Magnolias bow down As You walk through graveyards Maiden, Maiden, Goddess sent You A friend of the black wolves And mistress of them too... If i were a spider I'd spin You a silk rose And weave a garden-web for Your dress And a high-crown for You to wear If i were a common crow I'd pluck You fresh branches Wild blackberry boughs And nest them around Your neck If i were a native-cat I'd give You my many lives And the furs of a hundred mice The winter-shawl above Your breast And if i were a village-rat I'd search through hidden fodder Until i find a buried ring To make You rule over all again Maiden, Maiden, let the beauty You share Fill the evening with spices And the day with fruit-filled air Maiden, Maiden, like the Dark Moon so young Graced with everpresence Black Rose, under the heavens hung |