Running in the Dark - text
I take upon my shoulders the weight of the world
Blood and ugliness, bitterness and pain
Death, mourning, sadness and deep shadow
Still the world is hard to accept
Blood and ugliness, bitterness and pain
Death, mourning, sadness and deep shadow
Still the world is hard to accept
I cast away the body, the seat of pain and doubt
My gaze does not fall on the lifeless
My touch shall not heal the lost and the blind
I shall make torpid earth wake to primeval chaos
My gaze does not fall on the lifeless
My touch shall not heal the lost and the blind
I shall make torpid earth wake to primeval chaos
Charmed by dark beauty
I free nightly spirits from the abyss
I still remain a part of the only mystery
Kindling desires in souls gone astray
I free nightly spirits from the abyss
I still remain a part of the only mystery
Kindling desires in souls gone astray
I am liberty, the Devil's own work
An iris of fire, an oracle mad
The flame I carry and you follow
Dances to the wingbeat of my black arts
An iris of fire, an oracle mad
The flame I carry and you follow
Dances to the wingbeat of my black arts
If but a drop of what I feel
Flew up in the sky
Wings would lift infinity
And the universe would burn like a torch
Flew up in the sky
Wings would lift infinity
And the universe would burn like a torch
Run, run, running in the Dark
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