There is just the strange Sensation in Pain

She's the sweet sensation i need to keep myself alive

The last days of ou rlives, will be the first days of Hell

The endless lives of now will be dead tomorrow

The pain isn't allways visible

Black roses in my heart, black eyes in my head, nothing left to
see, and no one can pretend

Somtehing inside me i miss, deep down in this dark abyss
now i need someone to hold
my body is getting cold
i need someone just for me
right here under a christmas tree

Cold darkness around me
moving shadows on the floor
whispering voices in the air
but still i'm all alone

Everything i do
seems to be wrong
and stupid at the same time

Come To The Dark Side

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