Step into my night    Rapture my soul    Leave me your name    I will say it again and again    Ravage my heart    Tear me apart    Speak in your tongues    Until I become unrecognizable    Make these clouds,    These clouds of sadness    Shine with gladness    Beneath the shroud the everknowing mystery   Still remains    Asleep in your arms    Blood flows as warm    Feeble's the flesh    My final request    Deliver me with certainty    Make these clouds,    These clouds of sadness    Shine with gladness    To wicked spirits are horrid shapes assigned,    But that aside it still remains