In the garden of eden, tempastuous lust

introduce night with the sweet howling of wolfs,

darkness conquers all the light

As I float on the wind, they're my master



I behold thee, and time, bewitched

is experienced faster and faster

Flames of endless pain, dancing in your tiny eyes

as you stare right trough my humble disguise



Invested in me, the strength of your healing

toutching you, softly, as your body has lost all feeling

ghostlike images appear in my mind

as I try to search but do not find.



Small nightmares of daylight, cursed by despair

impowerded by dreams, of your distinguished flair

to the deepest depth, my heart cleaved from pain

with a reflection imprinted by shame



Those who could really stir my heart to the ground and

could fathom it by the truth



They would find many fresh bleeding wounds, and in

spite of the low of nature, I will stay in the grief in the

misery of love.



As I put on my nightly disguise for you and fly away

remeber my gifts for you.



Deep as the sea I pressed in my heart, her mouth

and her sweet face

Because she is my shield from all



Not knowing how I could forget her and if destiny

remains

A powerfull reward of life



When the joy is over and the courage abbs away

the tidal way of passion.