Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
'Twiglight' (spelling is intentional)
Amongst the twigs there is a light
A light so bright, so bright's the light
A twig snaps underfoot, a foot
A foot with soot, with soot, with soot
A white and rock hard foot with soot
Who doth the foot belong, belong?
Who doth this glorious foot belong?
I'll tell you who it doth belong
A man immeasurably pale and strong
Pale and strong, fit with wit
Fit with wit and terribly quick
Crushing a tree with a flick of his wrist
A flick of his wrist
Just a flick of his wrist
And dazzling us all with a bat of his lids
A bat of his cold and marble-like lids
Edward's his name and Bella's his game
Bella's his game, oh what a shame
Never you mind their story is tame
Their story is tame
Edward resists, resists, resist!
And does not harm his lady Swan
His lady Swan, a swan, a song
Yet cradles her close
Oh closer than most
Than most, than most
To shield her throat from the perilous ghosts