Through darkened streets and blackened gloom- the candles dim in your bedroom- rain reflecting shadows in the night- the moon is full and through the mist- I hear your voice I feel your kiss- the line grows thin between what's wrong and right. Burning flesh- pale as the stars- no one knows just who you are- drive the knife in deeper to my soul- velvet touch your mouth on mine- drunk on lust like drunk on wine- the world will end we'll hear the thunder roll. Don't even say it- don't even look away- haunted by- haunted by- black winged angel come to me- release my soul from this misery. In the candle light you'll see- just what all this means to me- the line grows thin between what's wrong and right.
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