Inside my veins there is, an instinct that still flows.
You breathe the sunshine, darling,
I breathe the winter nights,
And in my darkest hour I will be at your side.
For I am darkness, sweetheart...
The demon within has no boundaries
And leaks through my skin.
I know my purpose, darling. I know what I shall do,
When the clock strikes midnight, on that certain day,
My wings shall call the wind and pull me away.
You're wonderful, dearest, you really are, you know...
I care for you so much, more than I should...
More than I possibly can. More than I allow,
And yet not enough.
If my heart were an ocean, you would be but a wave
And that wave is calm but gaining speed.
I shouldn't say this, dearest, I should not give it thought,
For in your innocence, you fear it not.
The point, is that I'm scared, and worried and alone...
Afraid that before we merge together,
Your, or I'll be gone.
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