A bizarre picture of the death
That paints with the blood
In the canvas of your face
It ripples in the whirlpool of a dance
Your palm's in the gesture
Of the last minute of life
It cools mine
You ripple in the whirlpool of the dance [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/galadriel/it_ends_when_the_moon_loses_its_face.html ]
The insane dance of us
It ends when the moon loses it's face
I fade in the rippling level
Of the labyrinth of time
Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyes
Blood tears of mine flow
Out of my eyelids
In a beauty sealed forever
There reflects our end
Our dancing shade on the walls
Like a gobelin pattern
In the breeze of my clothes
And the garland of lilies the time stopped