The cold nights have awakened Me
The soft winds to undress Me
The nails of two witches hav touched Me

Their caress cuts like the sharpest ice

Yes it is their way, this so mysterious way

of welcoming Me, welcoming Me
Their way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and Doom

Where, naked, have I bathed in velvet waters
Witnessed by an accomplice smile inside an innocent Moon


Serene were the beings who guided Me
Empty were the hands which undresses Me
To carve strange symbols unknown to Me

but lay so dearly inside of Me

This is my way, this so mysterious way

of welcoming She, welcoming She
My way to remember
Distant nights of Passion and Doom

Where we both wore flesh crowns to defy
The skies in their blue and so vague tyranny


We are mute villains
drinking of Love as insolent Vampires
Valsing through stars and skies

at that and all to come Winter nights

Like neophyte ravens in the strangest nest

Charmed by the wilderness of this strange host
Drawing naivety with our blood and !@&(
Ritually engraved in our hearts and chests

Marks of a pain, signs of a love crime
That will forever and never last


It is our way, this so mysterious way of loving
of welcoming thee, welcoming thee
Our way to remember

Forever lost nights of Passion and Doom
Remembrance served in cups .of sorrow and pride
For all the eternities we'll still cry

For having lost amidst the stars our bride
Untouchable in her smile, inside the great Silver Eye
Every night she is condemned to shine