The Gates…to the garden, so cold, where we seek... A haven...to rest...the grave...layes wide For you...for me...a knife...one slid For you...the grave...for me...splendid Your soul...your love...is void...is d**h Die,Die,Die my love... The Gates…to the garden, so cold, where we reek... The sphere...to rest...the grave...layes wide For you...for me...a knife...one slid For you...the grave...for me...splendid Your soul...your love...is void...is d**h Die,Die,Die my love... See a star slowly fade
Consumed in the shadow of aging In your memories Here I hold your lifeless being Here I ended you See the Moon curse this Vale And stones stir in anger As the knife shines in nocturnal light And swifts in the moves to k** Yet the voices remained in my head... The Gates…to the garden, so cold, where we feel... The urge...to rest...the grave...layes wide For you...for me...a knife...one slid For you...the grave...for me...splendid Your soul...your love...is void...is d**h Die,Die,Die my love...