It's The-

 

It’s the wind-swept garden dancer

And the sweetly darkened sky

The face of tattered beauty

And a gothic lullaby

 

It’s your softly clouding vision

And your heightened sense of fear

The gentle whispered calling

And the footsteps drawing near

 

It’s your anxious gasp of breath

And your apprehensive sigh

A forsaken mournful loner

And the greed you long to hide

 

It’s the silent shade of darkness

And the sudden crawl of skin

It’s unholy violation

And hesitation from within

 

It’s the unmasking of the actor

The uncertainty of day

It’s the innocence of flirting

And temptation gone astray