Dance with the lilies in the shadows of the valley -
my lily of the valley of the shadow of death.
Her velvet shadow in the rain, disturb the stillness of the hour.
each crimson kiss a tender pain, like plucking petals from a flower.
She took me pure as driven snow - held my hand and then let go.
Matriarch of lust nocturnal - fill her vessel with your fire.
child endowed with life eternal - taste the well of her desire.
She is my mother in darkness.
A pierced lip - a warm embrace, ice blue eyes that chill my heart,
valkyrie kisses burn my face - this "red thirst" tears my world apart.
What is a poor boy meant to do? i close my eyes and wish i knew.
She rip the throats from singing angels,
white wings stained red with ruby tears.
Bare limbs entwined within a casket wrapped in bloody afterglow.
so many questions we could ask - but do we really need to know?
Now she is my mother in darkness.
Her velvet shadow in the rain...
dance with the lilies in the shadows of the valley -
my lily of the valley of the shadow of death.
She is my mother in darkness.