Lucy:
Is there anyone there?
I can feel a cold [bad word] my hair.
My hands are like ice,
I am trembling like a wounded sparrow caught in a vice.

Let me go!
Don't let me down myself like this!

Don't let me go,
Punish me once more with your kiss!
I am your creature - 

Set me free!
Don't drag me down into this world of endless night!

Don't set me free,
Make sure my chains are always tight!
I am your slave...
with your say...

Are you there?
Is there anyone there?
Are you in those specks of coloured light in the air?
Will [bad word] as a wolf or a bat?
How can it be, when every fiber of me knows
That this is wrong, but still my passion for you grows
Untill it dooms me...

I want you now!

I want you fell my blood dissolving into yours!
I want to taste your blood and float to distant shores
Till it's consumed me once again...

The garlic flowers here,
The holy water there,
The sacred [bad word] won't stop our savege love-affair!
 [bad word] to me, my love
Before night turnes to day.
Let me invight you in [bad word] and drink my life away! [bad word] and drink my life away...