Moonspell Love Crimes
The cold nights have awakened Me The soft winds to undress Me The nails of two witches have touched Me Their caress cuts like the sharpest ice Yes it is their way, this so mysterious way of welcoming Me, welcoming Me Their way to remember Distant nights of Passion and Doom Where, naked, have I bathed in velvet waters Witnessed by an accomplice smile inside an innocent Moon Serene were the beings who guided Me Empty were the hands which undressed Me To carve strange symbols unknown to Me but lay so dearly inside of Me This is my way, this so mysterious way of welcoming She, welcoming She My way to remember Distant nights of Passion and of Doom Where we both wore flesh crowns to defy The skies in their blue and so vague tyranny We are mute villains drinking of Love as insolent Vampires Valsing through stars and skies Leaving subtle traces of Loss at that and all to come Winter nights Like neophyte ravens in the strangest nest Charmed by the wilderness of his strange host Drawing naivety with our blood and semen Ritually engraved in our hearts and chests Marks of a pain, signs of a love crime That will forever and never last It is our way, this so mysterious way of loving of welcoming thee, welcoming thee Our way to remember Forever lost nights of Passion and Doom Remembrance served in cups of sorrow and pride For all the eternities we¹ll still cry For having lost amidst the stars our bride Untouchable in her smile, inside the great Silver Eye Every night she is condemned to shine
