For a moment the world turns its back and you let me come closer, though the hearts were filled with fear for this dark secret love. Oh let the world turn its back and please let me come closer, though the hearts filled with fear for this love. Our 666 has got a name we burn in its flames again and again what is it ourdark secret love? Set me as a seal upon thine heart,as a seal upon thine arm, for love is strong as death and jealousy is cruel as the grave. the coals there ofare coals of fire, which hath a most blazing flame. I love yo u - i love youi love you - i love youi love you - i love you For a moment the world turns its back and you let me come closer though the hearts touched with joy Our 666 has got a name we burn in its flames again and again what is it ourdark secret love?. Our 666 has got a name we burn in its flames again and again. what is it our dark secret love?

It's never made a difference It's only how you survive

Well you found me, but I don't know .Why you wanna save me... Well, God is great and God is good But God didn't help me when he could. And life dances so lonely by.

I've got no reason left to live. But I've got a hundred to die. I'll put my hands together now. Hold them up to the sky. But there's no one to save me, yeah ...'Cause I know...God is a lie

Everyday I look at myself and I wonder why I have written the soundtrack to the end of my life. And as I climb this ladder now it is certain I will fall. God, he must be dead because he never heard me call

How can I be lost? If I've got nowhere to go?. Searched the seas of gold. How come it's got so cold? . How can I be lost In remembrance I relive How can I blame you When it's me I can't forgive? These days drift on inside a fogIt's thick and suffocating This seeking life outside its hell Inside intoxicating He's run aground .Like his life Water's much too shallow. Slipping fast. Down with the ship. Fading in the shadows now. A castaway.

Should i fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end. For many hours and days that pass ever soon the tides have caused the flame to dim at last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom is this to end or just begin? all of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you