To fall in love with her,
is to sell my soul to the darkness...
Night closes in and envelopes me
Sealing its deal with the deadliest kiss...
I remember well
The depths of hell...
Kiss me once
You killed me twice...
The night is made for sleeping.
But some tales are to be only told in the dead of...
Each day she stands,
On the lake's sandy shore...
Constant thoughts run through your head,
never to kill the past, relieve the end...
I wait for you to find me,
so i stay and look and see...
She can feel the night fall,
The daylight leaves...
Oh come again you gentle darkness
Come, the only quite time in my life...
I look deep into your eyes.
I force myself to focus on you...
You come down upon us,
you hear the dead souls sing...