Lyrics - The Blasphemer by Bethzaida

I am the shadow's darkness
I am the sweetest pain
I am the curse of heaven
I am sweet tender hell
I bring you cold winter
Upon the mountains high
But what
I crave from you my love
Will never satisfy
As nothing stands before me
I leave nothing when
I am gone
I come with the cold wind from north
And
I always must go on
I bring you nights of passion
Between walls made of wood
And when
I have to go
I whisper"
I thought you understood"
Take comfort as
I leave youone day
I will return
Continue where we left off
You have so much more to learn
Why is the night so brief ?
What we could accomplish in a smalleternity,two in darkness.
The sun hidden behind the horizon.
Forever darkness...

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