She dances with a passion I'll never know Seeing her again tears me at the seams She was never mine My soul is stained with the darkness of death I have killed I have tortured I have lost Her soul is too bright for the shadows within. and her determination to be the flame in my heart could kill us both Still, I want her, I crave her But not even her blinding lights can fight away the darkness threatening us both. Eventually, everything gets snuffed out.