The Dance of Midnight

Let us sing
The dance.
The dance of midnight.
Rivist the dream,
You yearn so well.
Reveal your plumed gate.
As dark in hell.
Court the eldritch
Elder dire.
Sing harsh songs
From the mire.
Wane in wonder,
O' dance on high.
Dance with ancients
From the skies.
Midnight now fades too fast.
As madness starts
Its course at last.