Nuit

Caught between the mirror and a life unseen
Your left takes your right in the fade
Under your tree I can lay violet sweet
And face loves ever bleeding rain
Be my light be my shade
Be the hate that I made
Once to turn Once to scare
Nuit
Once full of hope and of life
Once full of lust and of hate
No balm may heal a heart betrayed
Nor cool its fevered pain
Be my light be my shade
Be the hate that I made
Once to turn Once to scare
Nuit