It's my first time around in this bloody town,
oh how I love the clouds that lay above.
and all I need is the smell of wet soil,
the cradel of childhood that I saw long ago,
now comes again appear as a vision in the snow.
my little memories of being sane
all comes upon me,
just whisper my name
with the soft sound of the rain.
now i walk through the mist,
devour the the water drops that falls upon me...
personify me, my love, for i have sinned.
now bathe me once again
to clean away my sins... of no forgiveness.
pure my black love.
to putrefy my soul before I even died,
the pain wich lays deep inside.
now we have tasted the forbidden fruit,
a dream of lovers, the gentle sound of the flute.
the majesty of our love will rise again...
like blood fueled storm with the summer rain.
now your black love will consume us both,
and as for my own,
my black love is poison...
embrace the powers of my time.
drown in a sea of blood red wine.
your majesty is made out of glass, the
shell will be broken as others will pass,
never to close your eyes again,
drop the magenta roses on my body, never...
shall be no pain,
sweet is the kiss of death.