Sepulchral whispers in the night So silent, so cold Carried by a funeral wind Seductive hellish desires Her carnal tombvoice haunts me still As I enter the city of death Her lifeless breathe Restless morbid lust In a coffin lies my beauty Alone and awake... waiting for me Dressed only in white silk The ravenous grim and Those black eyes of yours Your bluish skin for me to hold My flesh hunger for the tombworld For a kiss of your cold lips Cold steel... my veins are open In a cold forgotten mausoleum Where only the funeral wind blows Where only death and grief blooms Finally my flesh and bloodlife ends