Find the meaning of what you steal
Or become a monster through your deeds-
I've washed my blackend hands of sin
And it haunts you in your dreams.

You were my bride in our career
We made history am I wrong
And now you've turned away, and tell me to do the same
Darling why the hell would I want to be that strong?

We touched the stars
That graced you with the scars
Of mutiny in your soul
With me where you belong
You swore away your salvation
For my glimpse of paradise

I don't deny the things we did
Though I have my share of pride
For the ectasy bestowed upon me
As lady of the night
And in those day you were my king
And I belonged to you
But now your rope has grown to slack
And I've a life to choose

If I stay your lady
I'd be a mistress of the devil
And though I've long since given in to you
I am no servant of the light
But I fear what's now awaiting us
And I beg you lover
Take my hand
And let me save your soul!

Not much between me and matrimony
Save the bride I long to hide
I love you and I always will
But my sire is of the night

Come With Me!
Go Now my beauty save your own
I'll not be saved alone
Now or nothing
Win or die
Choose me or the devil in the midnight hour
Where ever you go I will follow
And my heaven is where you are.

 
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