You’ve fallen down from heaven,
I’m from the world of slain.
Your eyes like wings of raven,
Shine with eternal pain.
Chorus
My gothic soul leans over you
In search of kindred soul.
I see you roaming in the gloom
Please answer when I call!
We’ll meet each other on the way,
love will unite our hearts.
& ever since for you I’ll pray,
My Angel of the Dark!
2
Your coolness makes me suffer
My sweet but painful dreams,
Your beauty gets me under
& I can hardly breathe.
3
We’re doomed to die however
Forgotten & misplaced.
So could we be together
Until death either takes?
dark angel
© Copyright: Орлин Двейн, 2011
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