You move across the platform touching black and white.
A king in the crowd — a king to fall down.
His queen will die slowly, eaten up by herself,
Drowning in sadness, drowning in blood.
She captures me with love.
(Black rain from above…)
She captures me with love.
(Black rain from above…)
She captures me with love.
When the palaces crumble, their guardians are asleep,
They may pay the prices or they may conquer Earth.
And up from the caves, with teeth and claws,
The beast is rising. The beast is going to win.
She captures me with love.
(Black rain from above…)
She captures me with love.
(Black rain from above…)
She captures me with love.
Then a naked scarlet bitch sitting on seven hills,
A goblet made of gold. A goblet filled with filth.
And after a thousand years Gog and Magog arise
In a sea of sulphur or in a sea of tears.
She captures me with love.
(Black rain from above…)
She captures me with love.
(Black rain from above…)
She captures me with love.