artik seninle duramam bu aksam cikar giderim

the hour of reckoning draws near
judgment day is here and gone
sweetly she tucks me into her arms
a liquid embrace to chase the day away
sedate numb, deaf and dumb
stumbling into solitude
a clouded judgment day is fueled
take me under your black wings
mark my words and remember me
so sweetly she sucks away at my time
so sweetly she draws me nigh
closer and closer towards never ending sleep
spin the bottle
kiss only the bottle
the dark mistress of many, beholden to none
slips a ring of needles around your arm in an engagement
eternal engagement
never consummated
never consummated
take me under your black wings
mark my words and remember me
destroyer of senses
so take as needed for the pain
another gray morning dawns across an ashen sky
my sweet demoness beckons me
ever again and again and again and again
the dark mistress of many, beholden to none
my sweet demoness beckons me
ever again and again and again and again
take me under your black wings
jacked up on the taste of self-destruction