I know this script may end in tragedy

Yet still I play the role that Eros casts

Following the fragments of future and past

Drawn forth by your entrancing melody

I know you come forth on winds of Chaos

Yet still I desire to dance in your storm

Until our fickle hearts in disdain betray us

For a moment let me know your form

I know you can't be mine and mine alone

Yet still this feeling swirls and swells

So be mine for moments carved in stone

Moments for which my soul would gladly endure hell