Aurelio Voltaire The Night
The day is the wife whom I elude
The one to whom I should be right
Although forewarned by peers and kin
I always get into the night
Mother always warned me such
Being a nocturnal soul
Besides just being simply strange
Spawns from some illness of the mind
But the night
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She sways in her velvet dress
And pulls me toward her in the dark
While the others rest
While the others rest
While the others rest
Heed the call the time has come
For you children of the night
Gather 'round like suckling dogs
Mother's come she is the night
Come with me to the other side
Make the girl in black your bride
'Cause the night
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She sways in her velvet dress
And pulls me toward her in the dark
While the others rest
While the others rest
While the others rest
I've seen the light
Coming through the blinds
I close my eyes
I don't care if you think it's wrong
I'm gonna sleep all day long
The sun goes down: This is my wake up call
This just seems very strange to me
That her quiet lonely streets
Draped in all the mystery
Could be so sweet and comforting
But the night
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She sways in her velvet dress
And pulls me toward her in the dark
While the others rest
While the others rest
While the others rest
