• Midnight chimes ring out again
    Beckoning the twisted nightmares to descend
    Upon me and deep into my mind
    To prey upon stray rays of hope left dying inside...
    My Gothic heart cries to be set free
    From darkness (my mistress), and her reverie
    I yearn to feel pure rays upon my skin
    To forget the brooding shadow brewing sin...

    Somewhere I know you hold the key
    The sacred prose, the words to set me free

    Wolves cry unto the moon outside
    Calling their brethren to take my life
    Will you help bring about my demise
    As they tear my flesh and feast on me tonight?
    My Gothic heart cries to be released
    Before darkness reaches out her hand to me
    Will she take me deep into the night
    To forget the love, the torch that burnt so bright?

    Somewhere I know you hold the key
    The sacred prose, the words to set me free