Her Cruel Masque

Come to me...

When pain begins to feel as laughter
her carnal essence becomes more darker
Archangel dressed in devil dress
her perfume unchains all deathly grace.

All angels losing faith... Hidding behind of their own white wings
Crying... Asking for forgiveness... And This is when heaven becomes dark...
And this is when hell becomes beautiful...

Embrace my fears
é will not be slaved to my tears
Secret pain be my life
ïnly you can be my guide.

Bewitched by night
devotion to the dark

And she dropped upon the shade of my grave
even now when my life was swathed
Into the enveiled masquery of infinity
lifeless under the breath of her cruelty
Such lips blessed by hell, for her lips angels fell
in the depths of the insane lies her heart
Her smile made God cry...