A Gift
The Fright
In her arms, he looks through the world Lulled and warm Somewhere in the night From his mouth, one thousand tongues Sucking her out Somewhere in the night He's running away This is a gift He who kills Lurking and silent When the evil calls Another sacrifice Somewhere in the night Without meaning His tears telling us everything A tool without mercy Son of the night He's running away This is a gift He who kills Son of the night