Odd as it seems I invite you to a place Where it is hard to discern any face Over the shore cliffs Under the moon A harpist waits in A bedroom Don't be afraid I don't know any spells We can be led by the jackal's yells Through poisoned darkness A blood dripping moon Out of dark waters We'll come soon. From all that's real I wish for dreams From what's unreal I pick moonbeams All I'd forgotten And all I've felt My sleeping beauties My cards had dealt Over the oceans My siren's croon A harpy fled from My sad tune No one is there To light up the gate How can we know when it's not too late Under a threshold The waning moon after our crossing Will wax soon From all that's real I wish for dreams From what's unreal I pick moonbeams The darkest hour is before the dawn Beyond this night one could be reborn And it was you who showed me the way But for some reason neglected to say After I set my senses afire How can I live with all this desire