When the night comes imposing
She seduces my soul,
Walking so noctambulant through the fog
I see you, your eyes
So torturing
And your demonic laugh
In a satire at my torn cries
That claim a fast death
Drowing my existence
So agonic...
She seduces my soul,
Walking so noctambulant through the fog
I see you, your eyes
So torturing
And your demonic laugh
In a satire at my torn cries
That claim a fast death
Drowing my existence
So agonic...