Licked and seduced by [bad word] waves
 as I travel through millions of coloured skies
 To wach and to touch the night that enslaves
 and listen to choirs of tormented cries 

 Take me to the lake of dreams
 where future turns to past
 Let me taste its bloodred wine
 the most intence I've ever seen 

 Poison me delightful wine of life
 my bride in the darkest of the nights
 Never again will the night turn to day
 I'm lost in the beauty you slay 

 Lifted on tattered wings through the night
 to venomous jaws of darkish delight
 Never again will the night turn to day
 I'm lost in the beauty you slay