Black Countess - God Grant She Lies Still lyrics

"God grant she lies still" These are the words on a gravestone Wind, rain and snow kiss her memory As I kissed her to the rustle of falling leaves Come back to me my autumn love In the hour when silence cries! Sometimes I smell the odour of her perfume And see the play of shades showing her shape on the wall I hear the trees outside whispering her name And I feel a warm waft rushing past me Then her clear laughter rings in my head Devoured by a sarcastic echo And her presence is taken to nowhere Dissolving in the secret whisper of the night But I revere these moments... I recall our erotic dances To the wail of autumn wind Her peerless body in the light of the fireplace Her teasing provocative look Then her s**y moans ring in my head Devoured by a sarcastic echo And her last kiss is taken to nowhere Dissolving in the secret whisper of the night "God grant she lies still" These are the words on a gravestone...