что-то меня уже конкретно глючить начало.
какая-то у меня Память, интуитивная, ни хрена не Помню, но глючит ппц.
watching her strolling in the night
so white
wondering why its only after dark
in her eyes the distant fire light
burns bright
wondering why its only after dark
i find myself in her room, feel the fever of my doom
falling falling through the floor
i'm knocking on the Devil's door
in the dark i wake up to find her gone
and the note says "its only after dark"
burning burning in the flame
now i know her secret name
you can tear her temple down
but she'll be back and rule again
in my heart the deep and dark and lonely part
wants her and waits for after dark