(Of Love and Death, of Earth and War Death is the saviour, Life is a whore Of hugs and lashes, Of caresses and scars There is a light, a riddle of stars) There's a fire that warms the cold room There's a star that caress(es) the night Moon There is always somewhere a friendly comfort whispering will get better soon There's a flare to see through the darkness There's the dark to shelter your sadness There is something worth being lived and taste(ed) Breath of it every day An enigma that is haunting my dreams A mystery that I need to be solved A riddle to the stars above While I'm holding you this night I can hear you breathing As a star is shining bright over the edge of this void I need to be washed and be cleansed From all the bad deeds I commit Purify my soul and forget my sins once more There're intentions that leave dead good souls There was one death that saved us all There is always, has always been and there will be A fruitful harvest for Her Scythe While I'm holding you this night I can hear you breathing As a star is shining bright over the edge of this void I need to be washed and be cleansed From all the bad deeds I commit Purify my soul and forget my sins An enigma that is haunting my dreams A mystery that I need to be solved A riddle to the stars above While I'm holding you this night I can hear you breathing As a star is shining bright over the edge of this void I need to be washed and be cleansed From all the bad deeds I commit Purify my soul and forget my sins once more