i arose from the lullaby enduring yet another tale you tempt me again with your embrace so tainted within the night you beckon cursing me with every glance bring me through carry my empty shadow and guide me inside your warped labyrinth to the well of sin i swear i will always love you leave me speechless release my yearning the soil i walk is clad with light drifting moons thrust me with their rays and i fall inside i lament this heritage cannot bid farewell the pale face you went as far as you could and from that moment i witnessed your beauty felt your death mine is yours mine is yours in the wake of dawn the mist of morning linger before it leaves invisible eyes red reflection it is you smiling in the midst of the moor1