Black theatre of love
Violet dancers cast their blood
The moon gave me flowers

For funerals to come
12 shapes bow before her
I am still one of them

12 morbid ways to die
Her beauty scares me
I'm falling deeper

No more pain to feel now
Touch the silence
Afraid of hell

Black theatre
Violet dancers drink my blood
The moon gave me flowers

For funerals to come
I cannot breathe
I am losing life

The moon paint the skyline blue
She died so beautiful