Claire's Horrors — London After Midnight

Spirits seem to drift up through a darkened sky drifting through dead branches in the night while in the moonlight we go down upon our knees entwined together only we can see their beauty

Beneath the stars a bell begins to toll for reasons which we really shouldn't know so take a walk with me down to the cemetery wrap me in darkness, Claire make love to me

I am thunder I am rain I am pleasure I am pain

Only in darkness can there be light tell me angel have you prayed tonight?

In the dark I know you all so well beauty from Heaven wrapped 'round souls from Hell so take a drink from me my sacrifice to thee damned fallen angels, always blessed with me.