Twisted Shadows

The bent forms on the wall
Were waning
The shadows dance in front of him
Waking the moth
A masquerade of twisted light
Unveiled
A sleight of hand of the rugged puppet master
Uncloaked
Still holding on

Beckoned by the tethered moth
To lift the shroud of silken cloth

He stared through the shadows
At the room inside the moon up above him
He dreamed of what could be
Beyond the black wall in front of him
He flew through the ether
To the dim lunar room up above him
He freed his demons from the
Silken chains

A masquerade of shadows
Uncovered
A serenade of a tethered moth
Untainted

Beckoned by the tethered moth
To lift the shroud of silken cloth

A masquerade of shadows
Uncovered
A serenade of a tethered moth
Untainted