The night is darkening The rain is falling down I'm seeking for your love Gloomy as bloody moon dark I hear your beautiful singing I see your lovely dancing The gleam of your sunglasses in the night Is blinding me, now I am crying Not to be was meant this love to be (Doomed from the beginning) But still we keep on walking on these gardens so dark In this night you are my brightest goth'n'roll star And when the morning rises I'm your cross-bearing Harley Benton Underneath the trees of Gethsemane We share our dance so macabre Just three steps and I'm tearing I can't bear it now I am dying Not to be was meant this love to be (Doomed from the beginning) But still we keep on walking on these gardens so dark In this night you are my brightest goth'n'roll star And when the morning rises I'm your cross-bearing Harley Benton