In the dark- I hear them whisper,
They are very cunning foe.
In the dark- are violent faces,
Hold me please, please, never let go.
The voices say they\\\'re coming for me,
Through the night, and thoughts in my head.
For health or care will soon not matter,
They want me alive, or they want me dead.
Good-bye my love, we\\\'ve shared some sorrow,
I wont let you ... take my pain.
So long, my only one true lover,
We\\\'ve rolled the dice, we\\\'ve played the game.
