Blessed water boils upon my skin. The
cross’ slightest glimpse, oh, how it
burns my eyes. My tortured soul
imprisoned in Eternity’s vile curse.
Destroy my flesh, set me free tonight.
And though I could have laid waste to
you all, tonight, on cobblestones I’ll
fall.
Her blood so much sweeter than her
kiss, glistening red upon my lips. The
moonlight reflected in her tears, it
reminds me of a sun I haven’t seen in
a thousand years. And though from
shadows I watched, as for years in
love I fell, tonight, on cobblestones,
I’ll send her to Hell.
Now pain grows to burdens I can‘t
bear. Running my fingers through
blood-soaked hair. The thirst even love
to weak to fight. And I know it’s for
me they’re coming tonight. And
though as footsteps I hear, myself I
plea to run. Tonight, on cobblestones,
her justice be done.