From the recording In the Garden of Turmoil
Lyrics
Dive into the deep blue of my eyes with yours,
where the pupil eclipses the iris and underneath,
hides Jupiter's grey thunderous skies.
I glance towards those hazel planets and
the telescope of all my being adores to witness.
You mesmerise, I gaze, longing to elope.
Dai, Amore Mio—Come with me!
To fight Mors and go
yonder the firth of death, to Paradise,
away from the Inferno, this saturnine earth,
to be at one with The Erotes, to prosper as we deserve.
Descending Pluto's slope of woe and passion,
quivering to the dæmons' trill that spills from my heart
as it flutters and dies (by way of the Ouroboros),
overcome and undone by your beauty that covers me
with the soil of its grave, o' so safe in your arms,
asleep-then-awake, eternally sans turmoil.
Dai, Amore Mio—Come with me!
To fight Mors and go
yonder the firth of death, to Paradise,
away from the Inferno, this saturnine earth,
to be at one with The Erotes, to prosper as we deserve.