Queen of all my sleepless nights
For whose beauty I, Faun
Have played my pipes, with heart
Queen in white silk, skin like milk
Horns of Faun, lips of dawn
You are now honoured you with my presence
As Im honoured by your sight
I crown your perfection
The predator in your breast, I devour
Tempted is now my light body
From where it burns spirals of exotic scents Rose, sandal, jasmine, all kinds of incense
Aged fragrances only dreamed of once
Dragons do dream far beyond the sense
We make love in the dusty throne
Daylight has broken into a strange nostalgia Night tired candless seem like two lovers
Melt in an embrace of conspiracy
Between us there is this strange chemistry
biz But would you die for me?
Would you die for what Ive longed to be?
Would you die for this?
:: Moonspell ::