Mist Enticer

Mina, Nightflower

Mist Enticer


I still remember you 
your pale white cheek and your red lips too 
An orchid in a clover field 
A wolf among the human sheep 

As the wind on the beach moves the grains of sand 
You touched me once then let go of my hand 
As the sea drinks from the cloudy sky 
Thus were you the end of my mortal life 

And sometimes when you pass me by I thirst for you 
And sometimes when the wind carry your fragrance 
I thirst for your blood 
And some times when you're far away I thirst for you 
And some times when you walk away I thirst for you 
I thirst for your blood 

And sometimes when I'm all alone, and sometimes when I'm deep, deep down I thirst for your blood