Black theatre of love
Violet dancers cast their blood 
The moon gave me flowers 
For funerals to come 

12 shapes bow before her 
I am still one of them
12 morbid ways to die 
Her beauty scares me 

I'm falling deeper 
No more pain to feel now 
Touch the silence
Afraid of hell 

Black theatre
Violet dancers drink my blood 
The moon gave me flowers
For funerals to come 

I cannot breathe
I am losing life 
The moon paint the skyline blue
She died so beautiful