Текст (слова) песни: Bethzaida - The Blasphemer

I am the shadows darkness
I am the sweetest pain
I am the curse of heaven
I am sweet tender hell

I bring you cold winter
Upon the mountains high
But what I crave from you my love
Will never satisfy

As nothing stands before me
I leave nothing when I am gone
I come with the cold wind from north
And I always must go on

I bring you nights of passion
Between walls made of wood
And when I have to go I whisper
"I thought you understood"

Take comfort as I leave you
one day I will return
Continue where we left off
You have so much more to learn

Why is the night so brief ? What we could accomplish in a small eternity,
two in darkness. The sun hidden behind the horizon. Forever darkness...
Другие песни Bethzaida:

...And Then I Turned Towards Darkness
Black Winter
Brief Is The Flame
Burn, Fire For The Ancient Vampire
Dawn (Part II)
Dividement
Epistel nr. 30 : Drick ur ditt glas - Swedish Traditional (Bethzaida)
Et Natens Eventyr
Expulsion (Bethzaida)
Forever Night
Frozen Wastes
Last Day Of Sodoma (Bethzaida)
Lengsel LXXVIII
Nine Worlds
No Regrets Before Death
Sumarian Rebirth
The Blasphemer
The Curtain Falls
The Outsider
The Tranquillity Of My Last Breath