What is this I see, a body for me?
On hard silver slab, and a scalpel and a scab.
But no marks on the body, none, that I can see?
The body is gray, it looks just like me.
The lips are parted, just like mine,
I kiss them with passion; it's as if I were blind.
Don't worry, I'm here, I'll take care of the fear.
But I don't understand, why, I am here?
I'll take the cold hand; put it next to my heart.
Exposed to the air, so damp, so dark.
Please give me hope, I will see you again.
A dripping of blood, tastes like wine in the wind,
I will  meet you someday.
I see on the wall.
A reflection, of nothing, but me, that's all?
I never loved anyone, like I love you now.
I know we will go, I know we will dwell.
Sooner than later, at the very gates of hell!
The very gates of hell!
Shhhhhh, Shhhhhh, Shhhhhhh