Silver Bride

From the mystic dreams of nighttime I saw the clarity of my days From the shades of longing Looked for the familiar glow The death of my wife's slayer Brought no comfort to me No shape for loneliness For a dream A queen of gold I made A silver bride I built From the northern summer nights From the winter moon Responded not my girl No beating heart I felt I brought no sighs to the silver lips No warmth from the gold Within my heart a flame of desires Provoked the power of my will Forced into silvery shape A golden queen for me I made our bed under the stars Covers a-plenty, bear skin hides Stroked the arc of golden curves Kissed the lips of silver (Queen of gold) I made her (Silver Bride) I built her (Queen of gold) no warmth (Silver Bride) no love (Queen of gold) I made her (Silver Bride) I built her (Queen of gold) no warmth (Silver Bride) no life