Slowly walking to the door οf hell
willingly digging your own grave
You came to face death himself
Poor man, thinking you're that brave
Now in the shadows you'll lurk forever
You became one with them, like all the others
But how she aches for you and cares
You don't seem to know, there's only darkness
Down in the darkness now you wish
She'll never come across this door
Oh wait, is that her approaching?
Time for fun once more...
(δεν είμαι goth ή κάτι τέτοιο, απλά έχω περίεργες εμπνεύσεις στις 4 τα ξημερώματα)