White Curtains of Doom

Glowing through the dark
The beautiful sound is breaking away
Growing through the park
Well the spirits are there
They're calling your name
My life...

Walking through the light
The wonderful sound is calling anew
Strolling through the night
The spirits are there
They're screaming your name
My love...

White curtains of doom
They fall so near so soon
Pale colour of the moon
Engulfed in fire and gloom

Dark flower of night
It grabs us oh so tight
Removing light from sight
Strayed by the scatter of light.