I am sound asleep tonight empty whiskey bottlesfullmoon casts it's rays Through my open windows curtains move slighty like stirred by a breeze A fleeting shadow enters furtively cold air fondles my skin frightening yet Pleasing unclear sobs shape to a female voice she speaks to me in sweetest Tongues her unpure whispers ravish my soul in perdating tunes uttered by the Evil syren before the sailor gets lostin vicious sighs moaned by perfidious Statues before the wanderer turns to stone oh how I already know those Words I have been waiting for your infamous chants how sweet they sound To my ears chastly and seductive perfume of poisonous flowers I was longing For your shadow summoning your thirsty ghost desiring your presence Unblurred to absorb the blood from my veins I was yearning for your hungry Lips to drink from me till my wounds are unbleedind and let me be the prey Of my mistressTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
