1. Our Love
In the navy of the night,
In the light of the moon's soft gaze,
With my heart in your hands,
you wash them of the blood,
as I taste the saccharine taste of your lips,
our love everlasting through the twilight.
At the hour of the witch,
At the season of cold,
While I try not to cry through my lashes,
I know I must still be strong for this love,
though I wish I could fall into you,
our love never ending this night.