Black theatre of love
Violet dancers cast their blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come
12 shapes bow before me
I am still one of them
12 morbid ways to die
Her beauty scares me
I am falling deeper
No more pain to feel now
Touch the silence
Afraid of hell
Black erotica
Violet dancers drink my blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come
I cannot breathe
I am losing life
The moon paints the skyline blue
She died so beaufitul
