Darkcell - Fields of the Nephilim

Moon is rising

A million years to me Soon be quieter

A passing tear from me Sing the same

Lie here with me Dreams a dream

They all drop dead asleep

Shining higher

A foolish tune

A cry from the top of the spire

Wear a prayer, drops and crumbles

Crumbles

Crumbles

Yes crumbles

Darkcell is among you

Darkcell is in my room

Darkcell with the mortal freak

Darkcell let me speak

Darkcell tomorrow bloom

Darkcell is in my room

Darkcell with the mortal freak

Darkcell let me speak to you…

Let me out

Let me Let me out…