The wolf howls with a haunting sound
It's call echoing through the night...
Above my head a looming structure.
An ominous figure of our lady grace's discontent...
The blood of many lies here in these hills.
The tears of children in this magical land...
This is why I speak,
it may seem a little bit bleek...
You've ruined my life, but somehow, I still love...
you've made my life a living hell...
So lonely in the Dark,
No one followed...
Darkness will overcome the sun,
Leaving us in terror...
Treading the same trails
That were pounded by angry feet...
Sitting in the air,
to much to bare...
My darling that has fallen into dark graces
Your mahogany eyes take my breath away...
Climbing on jagged steps from the hell below
Rips and tears throughout her soul she does sew...
You come home again in the early morning
Reeking of another woman's perfume...