Shall we dance under the Blood Moon, never too late or too soon.
My love for you grows by the day, even stronger by the force of the moon.
Never too far to enjoy the joys of life, in the world beyond my fallen wife.
So take this time to enjoy this dance, twirl around as our voices become one with our chants.
Shall we dance in the night as our wings take flight.
Our arms embrace each other in the motion of grace, moving our feet to the same pace.
The moon glancing upon our eyes, we chant unto the skies.
Our beings becoming closer as each mind collides.