Goat Of Mendes - A Minuet Of Ghosts lyrics

Listen close, oh, weary traveler For an ancient tale I´ll tell Upon the hills a haunted palace stands Where some noblemen still pay For the grace from which they fell In daylight a crumbling ruin Its archways dusty cobwebs span Mouldering tapestries rot in its empty halls And the wind moans round the barren walls Sings of bitterness to come As midnight falls in silver moonlight Shadows always dance in the castle-keep Swing and sway in a timeless minuet Watch the centuries pa** by Its dwellers are denied of their eternal sleep From behind the shattered windows An unseen orchestra plays As slowly a banquet of specters To its eerie music sways And the centuries pa** by But deliverance never came So they dance each night For their lost souls to redeem Lady moon shines in milk white pallor Through the fallen castles gate Restored to all its former glory Each night until the morning breaks The clock strikes twelve as moving figures From nowhere in the ballroom rise Lords and ladies luminescent Centuries dead, but still alive From nowhere frail music rises As the shadows coalesce They dance a minuet of ghosts Swiftly swaying arabesque Candles flicker, they recreating A moving image surreal As an unseen violins moaning For the dancers in the hall A company of translucent nobles Amongst their spectral audience Through dead for years, their apparitions Perform a feast, which never ends They dance a ghostly minuet Pirouettes of shadows Luminescent silhouettes Moving in the darkness