Belladonna and aconite Give to me the gift of flight Take me up, airborne in the night In a dream, across the sky A hundred - million miles high
How I've loved you and will always love you You were the one to light the stars in my night Why can't one of such
From the west comes old Death A-riding on the storm With hungry eyes for funeral fires
Belladonna and aconite Give to me the gift of flight Take me up, airborne in the night In a dream, across the sky A hundred-million miles high Take me
Tulkojums: Sukkubus Inkubus. Belladonna Un kurpītes.
: Underneath the neolithic sky Where the beasts are so proud to die Across the sea of a million dreams Where nothing is as it once seemed I hear the
: Oh, mysterious ladies, hear unto my prayer And grant me live and to love as you do May your magickal souls overwhelm the night air To cast off its
: Draw near, closer now Into my painted wings What man can resist When the Siren sings Let not your ears be deadened By the ocean's roar Just hear my
: In the hush of the gloaming As the young sleep without a care Dark lovers greet the cool night sky And drink of the liquid air The time has come for
: I feel you drawing near And I will show no fear No pleasure be denied me A hunger grows inside me I need your fiery kisses Thrill me with your icy
: Belladonna and aconite Give to me the gift of flight Take me up, airborne in the night In a dream, across the sky A hundred-million miles high Take
: I am the One From the dark side of your dreams I am the One The one who hears your screams I am the One, I am the One I am a vampyre a-calling for
: Waking in the still of night Darkness all around Cold walls whisper to my soul Of pleasures never found I scream your name to shrouded ears You hear
: A breath of wind has stirred me From hypnotic lands The cup falls from my hands I feel your spirit come A-rushing through the trees Your call upon
: From the west comes old Death A-riding on the storm With hungry eyes for funeral fires To burn till the morrow's dawn For tis the night, here comes
: All the Devil's Men In Christ's name they do their evil All the Devil's Men Still mad and medieval With their swords and with their guns And poisoned
