... Of Dream & Drama Lyrics - Moonspell

You've no mother to feed you or to lick your so deep wounds 

Nor earth where to lay your timid crown 

You've suffered by your father and even the moon lies to you 

When she shines... 

The seduction of an altar 

Is a weakness in her movements of death 

It is a mere vanity of woman to delay her midnight ride 

Suicide... midnight ride... 

Beautiful dagger you may now leave your case wild red tears at the lady's hand 

Kissed were her breasts with your sharpened face 

Given is now what love had taken death and love, they together danced 

Yes, the flames did smile to her 

Invited her to their fiery peace 

To a funebre dance around a bonfire 

Where all women are naked and alone 

Immolating their pride 

May they forever ride. far, in a midnight crime. 

Midnight ride, suicide, midnight ride...