| Song | Dark Delight |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Ich Tote Mich... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
| 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
| Hands folded in a prayer, | |
| A rosary embedded in-between ... - | |
| Tonight I'll join you in your sleep. (... sleep brings no joy to me ...) | |
| I'll bring you back to life this night, | |
| It's meant for the flesh at least ... - | |
| I'll join you in your sleep. (... sleep brings no joy to me ...) | |
| Come up, I hear your voice ... - this is not me, | |
| I'm not aware of what | |
| I'm doing. | |
| I'll shiver at the recollection, | |
| When I'll awake with the soil ... on my hands. | |
| I know, they will find you ... fallen asleep again, | |
| Between the mounds and crosses. | |
| Tomorrow night it will be just the same ... - | |
| It will be just the same. (... sleep brings no joy to me ...) |
| zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| Hands folded in a prayer, | |
| A rosary embedded inbetween ... | |
| Tonight I' ll join you in your sleep. ... sleep brings no joy to me ... | |
| I' ll bring you back to life this night, | |
| It' s meant for the flesh at least ... | |
| I' ll join you in your sleep. ... sleep brings no joy to me ... | |
| Come up, I hear your voice ... this is not me, | |
| I' m not aware of what | |
| I' m doing. | |
| I' ll shiver at the recollection, | |
| When I' ll awake with the soil ... on my hands. | |
| I know, they will find you ... fallen asleep again, | |
| Between the mounds and crosses. | |
| Tomorrow night it will be just the same ... | |
| It will be just the same. ... sleep brings no joy to me ... |
| zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| Hands folded in a prayer, | |
| A rosary embedded inbetween ... | |
| Tonight I' ll join you in your sleep. ... sleep brings no joy to me ... | |
| I' ll bring you back to life this night, | |
| It' s meant for the flesh at least ... | |
| I' ll join you in your sleep. ... sleep brings no joy to me ... | |
| Come up, I hear your voice ... this is not me, | |
| I' m not aware of what | |
| I' m doing. | |
| I' ll shiver at the recollection, | |
| When I' ll awake with the soil ... on my hands. | |
| I know, they will find you ... fallen asleep again, | |
| Between the mounds and crosses. | |
| Tomorrow night it will be just the same ... | |
| It will be just the same. ... sleep brings no joy to me ... |