Devil Dol Track 9 Lyrics

Among the trees
Holding her out my hands
"What about a walk?"
I avoid the sharp splinters
Of her sweet shattered gaze
Step by step
Into the labyrinths of doubt
Every shelter: a trap
While distresses I witness
The twilight of my heart
You spread around drops of light
Unaware of the rustle
Of invisible syllables:
"You will not get out
Of eternal peace!"
And the virgin blade kisses
- Freeing -
Your

No pain
I'm quite sure
She feels no pain!
The voice
Still throbs:
"Each man
Kills
The thing
He loves!"
(incubus)