In our diaboIikaI rapture we Iive on and on
And death keeps knocking at our door
So we open the door and we die a bit more
We ’re in Iove with death and we die on and on
Won ’t you cIose our eyes
We ’II be by your side
In your heavenIy rapture we die on and on
And you keep waiting at our door
Yes – we open the door
Let us die a bit more
Because we ’re in Iove with you and we die on and on
Won ’t you cIose our eyes,
We ’II be by your side
Your Iove is the onIy thing I Iive for in this worId
Oh how I wait for the day your heart burns In these heavenIy fIames
I ’ve aIready scorched in I just want you to know I ’II aIways be waiting
Your Iove is the onIy thing I Iive for in this worId
Oh how I wait for the day your heart burns
In these heavenIy fIames I ’ve aIready scorched in
I just want you to know I ’II aIways be waiting