Bethzaida

The Blasphemer
I am the shadow's darkness I am the sweetest pain I am the curse of heaven I am sweet tender hell I bring you cold winter Upon the mountains high But what I crave from you my love Will never satisfy As nothing stands before me I leave nothing when I am gone I come with the cold wind from north And I always must go on I bring you nights of passion Between walls made of wood And when I have to go I whisper "I thought you understood" Take comfort as I leave you one day I will return Continue where we left off You have so much more to learn Why is the night so brief ? What we could accomplish in a small eternity, two in darkness. The sun hidden behind the horizon. Forever darkness... Aus Songtexte Mania