I heard in the dark soft pairings under the leaves naked shoulders under the moss skinny sides. don’t wake from your sleep I know where the common men will judge what they don’t understand sacrilege and they keep on dancing heretic whisking round and round blasphemies that go round the fire don’t wake from your sleep tossing their heads eyes of fire leaving their beds of leaves and briars singing their spells to heathen gods don’t wake from your sleep. I know where the common men will judge what they don’t understand sacrilege and we keep on dancing heretic whisking round and round blasphemies that go round the fire don’t wake from your sleep I heard in the dark soft pairings sacrilege and we keep on dancing under the leaves naked shoulders heretic whisking round and round under the moss skinny sides. blasphemies that go round the fire don’t wake from your sleep I heard in the dark soft pairings sacrilege and we keep on dancing under the leaves naked shoulders heretic whisking round and round under the moss skinny sides. blasphemies that go round the fire don’t wake from your sleep