Their whispers become like cries Tears fall from blinded eyes Ninety-nine have burned as embers Ninety-nine have lost their lives Tired arms now fight for life Amidst the crashing waves they're drowning Will you love me until mornings light? And I'll tell you what it's like to die tonight It's too late to cry Now she sees her face and screams It was once so beautiful, now kissed by flames And showered with gla** so beautiful Yet so cruel, the way love tends to be Her beauty so cruel, the way love tends to be Her beauty so cruel, the way love tends to be Will you love me until mornings light? And I'll tell you what it's like to die Will you love me until mornings light? And I'll tell you what it's like to die