The masquerader and phoenix
Theatre of tragedyOrchestral ambience and thearabesque
Stanc'd ballerina
Her wee feel in an alacritic maelstrom
Twirl and the dust-hurl
With her tears blendeth
Egad. thisquagmire
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 mummmer'd 'tis
Embower'd and eddying oft and eft gloam by gloam
Her sweetness never cloy
Further, further, further
His scratching and dallying
Hollow-heartéd eyes, her breasts and vestal heart caress
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she aerily
Whileas the orchestra playeth on travailingly
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she aerily
Whileas the orchestra playeth on travailingly
And like the dove and bird of prey leapeth she aerily
Whileas the orchestra playeth on travailingly
His one and sole swath with the pizzicato'd ensemble blendeth
And her umbral foetal scream as the song climaxeth
And slowly dieth away