I thought I knew
What we were made of
‘Neath the sinners Moon
It all slipped away, love
Like a story book
On an old book case
It wasn’t me
It wasn’t you
It was a dream like state
It goes dark
And darker still
Mmm
It goes dark
And darker still
Mirror, Mirror
Ever clearer
So I step right through
Poisoned apples
Floating candles
A nightmare of you
It goes dark
And darker still
Mmm
It goes dark
And darker still
Oh lordy there’s a black cloud comin’
Rain’s pouring and the thunder’s drummin’
Oh lordy there’s a black cloud comin’
Rain’s pouring and the thunder’s drummin’
Oh lordy there’s a black cloud comin’
Rain’s pouring and the thunder’s drummin’
Oh lordy there’s a black cloud comin’
Rain’s pouring and the thunder’s drummin’
It’s dark
And darker still
Oh it goes dark
And darker still
I thought I knew
What we were made of
‘Neath the sinners Moon
It all slipped
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