The church bell cries midnight
mist falls over the graveyard
something is stirring underfoot
a hand from underground grabs at you
this is the nightmare that came true
all in the dreaming of you

It's a dark and gothic nightmare
things that you do put me through
your dark dreams come to fruition
you made me a sweet condition
so now I dream for you
and for you my love, create nightmares

I will be your dark and gothic
your sister in the darkness
I will do what is asked of me
until it does destroy me
I am your darkness I am your sword
and one day soon, all will call me lord


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris