Hidden tombs long forgotten,
Melodies float through hall and corridor,
From hidden places behind the walls an angel voice spokes
And the angels fall
I bet you want it
Darlin' you want it too
I am the fear you need
Look at the walls that bleed
It's a killing love
Glut your eyes slut your soul on my obscure ugliness,
A nameless legend
Living in the blackest tombs with nights of tortured dreams
I love you
And the angels fall
I bet you want it
Darlin' you want it too
I am the fear you need
Look at the walls that bleed
It's a killing love
I'm hidden from the sun
And I'll lead you through my phantoms rendezvous
And it's a killing love
A broken heart
Killing love
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