In the Comfort of Darkness



In the twilight gloaming


I glimpsed your silhouette

In the shroud of midnight 
I heard you call my name


In the first cold light of dawn


I felt your warmth beside me


And your breath became
 tears upon my cheek



And if you do not tremble


When you behold your sin


And if you don't recoil


When you look into the mirror


The ghosts of yesterday will conquer you

For those who seek redemption


And I must burn, I will burn




You cast your veil of lead

Your beauty, my pain


Was it all a dream, phantom of my mind?


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Was I your creator?

Or your destroyer?


Yet you fled from my arms,
 where no mortal could go

And if you do not tremble


When you behold your sin


And if you don't recoil


When you look into the mirror


The ghosts of yesterday will conquer you)

For those who seek redemption


And I'll burn and I'll burn forever