Black theatre of love
Violet dancers cast their blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come

12 shapes bow before me
I am still one of them
12 morbid ways to die
Her beauty scares me

I am falling deeper
No more pain to feel now
Touch the silence
Afraid of hell

Black erotica
Violet dancers drink my blood
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come

I cannot breathe
I am losing life
The moon paints the skyline blue
She died so beaufitul