After My First Muder

Sacred Sun,
divine are the things we have done,
and still I stand in sorrow.

Drawing down
the Magick Moon of desire.
When all is gone and so vain.

Sacred Sun,
I accuse you of what I have become.
Such a bitter man.
Cold-hearted.

Coward bitch,
run as fast as you ever can.
Leave it all behind you.

You´re the one I was waiting for that night the shadows cast their spell,
in our bleeding hearts.
You´re the one who never came to me when I was all alone scattered by
my tempting thoughts.

Sacred Sun,
divine are the things we have done,
and still I stand
tomorrow.

You´re the one I was waiting for that night the shadows cast their spell,
in our bleeding hearts.
You´re the one who never came to me when I was all alone scattered by
my tempting thoughts.

And you´re the one who seized it all from me, every little thing that helped me feel
there´s reason to live.
When all is done there´s nothing left to say, no words to describe how I feel today
when the ligths´ gone out.