Turn down the lantern,
Dear, for tigers in the night
seek out pulsating shadows.
Fierce claws pose no threat.
Where love’s mantle has been laid,
darkness shall never abide.
Turn down the lantern,
Dear, for tigers in the night
seek out pulsating shadows.
Fierce claws pose no threat.
Where love’s mantle has been laid,
darkness shall never abide.
sundry folly 