Shadow, Caressing Shadow

...about the darkest of Nights 
Hark... shadow to shadow 
Hasten to evolve through the moist 
And mount the penumbrant dusk 
Moon about in meadows prun'd 
So scotch, not kill 
About the darkest of Nights 
Thus hark... 
Sunset, Dusk, Nightfall 
Whatever that shadows through horizons 
Lull'd in midnight communion scatter'd 
"Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, 
Without the need of some melodious tear" 
Beneath waning Selene white above 
Dancing wolves ominous through the hunt 
And Diana leads with the Night as mask 
Blazing teeth embrace 
Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more 
Hark...the dusk is singing 
Darkness stir as the crescent Moon shines full 
Hediond Banshees of few too many 
Riding out of Inferno's zenith 
Swallowing life with ominous incens'd chants 
With burnt robes and shrines made o' skin 
Let nature's heart rejoioce with the warmth of blood 
Of bleeding lambs pierc'd by wolven teeth 
...and the shadow caresses 
Hark... the sombre light 
The malice 
Shadow, caressing shadow 
It is Death herself 
Leading Armmageddon sublime 
Dwell, at the brightening gloom 
In height or depth 
Horizont in black of the clouds that gather 
In madrigal Nightfall 
Banded against the throne 
Hark... thus hark 
Shadow, caressing shadow 
About the darkest of Nights 
And hark 
Majestic frost in contrast 
With summer's noontide air 
Bloom Chaos throughout the breeze 
And shadow, 
Shadow the darkest of Nights