Den of the Dead – Jake Allen Sharp

I love you and I hate you, dark lady of my soul

I follow your wicked beauty where it goes

Down into the depths,

The sheets on your bed

The voices in my head

From the den of the dead

I kill you, create you, are you the product of my mind?

Dark lady of my soul, I can’t leave you behind

Down into the depths,

The sheets on your bed

The voices in my head

From the den of the dead

Eyes dark and cold, your breath burns like fire

Terrified to acknowledge my darkened desire

Down into the depths,

The sheets on your bed

The voices in my head

From the den of the dead

I love you and I hate you, dark lady of my soul

I follow your wicked beauty where it goes

Source: Den of the Dead – Jake Allen Sharp



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