She's in me
Her being, her will to live
Damned to breath
And feel that source of sin
One pure fate
True love devoured by hate
Her last pain
Dark trace of pulsing shade
Veiled in the mist of a sad winter night
A lonely ghost in a fragment of light
Icy vibration, a whisper, a cold word
Mortal darkened deadly sorrow
Divina amata
Or sospirata
I'll cross the Hell on Earth
to have your soul back
Irato averno
Dante's inferno
I need your grace to be my pain
In nomine
Freeze, black wind
My nights, my empty dreams
Back from lies
I'm her sacrifice
She's in me
Her being, her will to live
Damned to breath
And feel that source of sin
One melanchonic reflection of grey
A walking dead with your heart in his hands
Come and reveal of the might of your shadow
Through your gothic vivid splendor
Divina amata
Or sospirata
I'll cross the Hell on Earth
to have your soul back
Irato averno
Dante's inferno
I need your grace to be my pain
In nomine
