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
