Catherine Corelli Dark Singer
dark... dark... dark... dark singer
I enter the dark, and it covers me,
i walk in the dark, and it shelters me,
i talk to the dark with sincerity,
i sing in the dark, and then i can see
the devious destiny, the strong and the weak,
the gloaming struggle of heat, the dying pulse of the
bleak.
I trace every soul in the dark,
i can read every soul when i sing in the dark.
i lie in the dark, and it's soothing to me,
i crawl in the dark, and it's stripping me,
i glow in the dark and moan lustfully,
i sin in the dark, and then i can be
the devious destiny for the strong and the weak,
the gloaming quiver of heat, a lusty pulse for a
lick...
I can attract every man, 'cause i'm dark,
i can get every soul when i sing in the dark...
dark... dark... dark... dark singer
i smile in the dark, and it echoes to me,
i wade through the dark, and it sings with me,
i play with the dark, and it strengthens me,
i melt with the dark, and then i can see
the darkness is palpable and audible too,
like me, like anything else, like every song that i
do...
i can scent, i can touch, i can hear, i can know
what's above, what is here, what's below.
i purr in the dark, and it breaths on me,
i live in the dark, and it flows in me,
i crave in the dark, and it squirts on me,
i f..ck in the dark, and then i can be
the queen of the living, the momentum, the drive,
the flying whack, the impulsion, the very meaning of
life...
i've got the power to give love and take it,
i've got the talent to enslave when the dark makes me
naked.
i lie in the dark, and it's soothing to me,
i crawl in the dark, and it's stripping me,
i glow in the dark and moan lustfully,
i sin in the dark, and then i can be
the devious destiny for the strong and the weak,
the gloaming quiver of heat, a lusty pulse for a
lick...
I can attract every man, 'cause i'm dark,
i can get every soul when i sing in the dark...
dark... dark... dark... dark singer...
