In the dark shadows of a winter's night
Dreaming of her on wings of doomed flight
She's decked out in a luxurious crimson stain
O'er the mists she beckons me to come near
Drifting on fantasy footsteps light and free
I float towards her through the twilight sheen
I feel her passion surging in the hidden fire
But just as I reach to touch her she dissapears
Every night I long for her tempting visage
Who is she, the one who haunts my night?
I'm ensnared by the alchemy, the mystery of the dark
She's my lady in red, my phantom with flair
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