Don't be afraid of the darkness, my child.
The night holds secret sweetness softly like a smile,
As the dream unfolds,
With the magic that darkness may hold.
Time weaves its silken web across all our lives—
The sacred knowledge that no one of us survives
The spider's kiss.
But death is only dreaming, only this:
To take my hand and join the dancers while you may,
Drink deep the darkness, and we'll revel through the days
That you may claim,
Until at last the darkness calls your name.
Don't be afraid of the darkness, my child.
The night holds secret sweetness softly like a smile,
As the dream unfolds,
With the magic that darkness may hold.