Ghostly whispers,
misty kisses...
She sits in silence
and looks at the people around her...
Swimming in the shadows...
Drowning in the fears...
Standing on the corner
of a deserted road...
As the tears fall from my golden eyes
and fall through the moonlit night...
Forsaken is what I am,
For all time I drift...
To walk amongst the foolish and weary
Tired bodies of beloved mine...
I have wings of the darkness
And a heart of pure stone...
Kiss me
Kill me...
Standing there in her black wedding dress
with blood red lace for trim...
Oh c'mon baby have you ever seen them?
Their white fangs glistening form the moon...
Echoing steps in a long winding tunnel
fills my soul of eternal rest...