Из альбома: The Disappearance of the Girl
Holding, you close, feels like, a cut-throat
Losing blood, the weakness of, falling…
In love…
And I was never afraid of the dark,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart,
And it’s true, I was never afraid of the dark,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart,
Resisting, your soul, is walking, a tightrope,
The distant sound, of dangerous ground, wolves are calling,
And I was never afraid of the dark,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart,
And it’s true, I was never afraid of the dark,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart,
Love is believing, love is believing…
And I was never afraid of the dark,
No I was never afraid
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart,
And it’s true, I was never afraid of the dark,
No I was never afraid
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
Till the weapon you made of my heart