Reign - Waltz Joyless

O' withered shade of man, you've lost yourself in the dark again.
I offer you my hand, with eternity, would you take this final dance.

We weave a complex form, a fit and a flurry in a violent storm.
We cast our bodies apart and orbit each other, In a moment of calm.
We clash together, our hands interlocked and I am so weary now.

O' penitent man, I'll guide you through this infernal dance. Our bodies dislocate as your mind starts to erase, we contort as time is displaced.

Now reflect back to your time on earth. Were you a just man and what was it worth?

I took no partner in life, bore no children,
I spent my days in repentance and prayer.
But no word ever came to me. There was nobody there.
I devoted all my life.
Kneeled before the cross and it bore for me no knowledge, no enlightenment.
Now I wish to repent, for the sins that I've committed.
I put my faith in the words of foolish men.

We resume our final form. A darkened repose in tranquil dawn.
We draw our bodies together, in a cold embrace, a moment of bliss.
We drift apart, our flesh is erased and I see so clearly now.

I lived my life blind, in halls of countenance and incandescent light.
I learn now how to see, as I walk this darkness through eternity.
It's the only thing that awaits me now.
I feel it's embrace, it pulls me down, and erases me.