I can only feel the cold without seeing your face
The black night beckons, howling with pain as a storm brews and rain falls
Fingertips tapping on rooftops in paranormal morse code
There is so much to lose only to be lost
I can sense it in the song, in the rhythm and the rhyme
So many times we have danced and this world too must die
Even if I must face reality as the dawn draws near
Though it all has ended and dust and moonlight preach alibis
Kisses red hot with lust and erotic interludes remain still fresh with desire in dreams
This is not our last dance my darling
We will slow dance for eternity in Hell
It is all one step away
And I will never let you go.

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