Rotting Christ After Dark I Feel
it's all the same so dull so plain I need the spark the flame to drag me out my insane, of my insane only you and me face to fate come and lead me to another place a circle is my mind a triangle is my soul I move only behind I must be reborn as a whole only you and me face to face come and lead me to another place where I can taste the black of purity nothing more nothing less escape or seek a caress after dark I feel I smell the pain I revive and heal and this is my gain it calls me near you some cosmic will I want to hold you the lust to feel it's all the same so dull, so plain I need the spark, the flame to drag me out of my insane, of my insane
