Mystirium Classic Harp
From the dark - I was live
I find my heart - Which I save
My secret love - Between the dark
No one feel - My witch’s lark
I need smell - her black heart
While I listen her classic harp
Every time – I need her hand
Touch my face- touch my sand
Let the moon – gives you light
To see your red hair – to feel your sight
We are alone – in the dark
We can loath – kiss and hug
Between the trees – I heard the crows
Need my secrets – thy need my rose
I love them voice – in the dark
Gave me the death sense – filthy heart
