As the hour comes She opens up like beautiful rare flower Blood offered, desire taken She looks through blue glass A white witch of my spirit bathes in the black river of her blood. I feel sacrificed She feels only the night that turned into a dance. The key to immortality falls into my hand My whole existence is taken by this scene. Unfulfilled souls gather to watch as she bites my feeding hand. We unite in the sweet tasting dream of enlightment Dawn find this world quiet, cold and unbearable...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
