(Of Love and Death, of Earth and War   Death is the saviour, Life is a whore   Of hugs and lashes, Of caresses and scars   There is a light, a riddle of stars)      There's a fire that warms the cold room   There's a star that caress(es) the night Moon   There is always somewhere a friendly comfort whispering   will get better soon      There's a flare to see through the darkness   There's the dark to shelter your sadness   There is something worth being lived and taste(ed)   Breath of it every day      An enigma that is haunting my dreams   A mystery that I need to be solved   A riddle to the stars above      While I'm holding you this night   I can hear you breathing   As a star is shining bright over the edge of this void   I need to be washed and be cleansed   From all the bad deeds I commit   Purify my soul and forget my sins   once more      There're intentions that leave dead good souls   There was one death that saved us all   There is always, has always been and there will be   A fruitful harvest for Her Scythe      While I'm holding you this night   I can hear you breathing   As a star is shining bright over the edge of this void   I need to be washed and be cleansed   From all the bad deeds I commit   Purify my soul and forget my sins      An enigma that is haunting my dreams   A mystery that I need to be solved   A riddle to the stars above      While I'm holding you this night   I can hear you breathing   As a star is shining bright over the edge of this void   I need to be washed and be cleansed   From all the bad deeds I commit   Purify my soul and forget my sins once more