Fields Of The Nephilim At The Gates Of The Silver Memory Lyrics

Yes today, life that I knew
So sick of all the people
A blind moon
Over to the window
Where the night has become
Elizium for the sleepless souls
And our days to come
You stand, stand with Delila
Maybe I'll just pass away
Or maybe I'll stay
And I feel alive with you
And I feel some kind of heaven
I feel deep inside her
And I feel some kinda of heaven
Give me
Give me
Give me some kind of heaven