At The Gates Of Silent Memory

Yes, today life that I knew So sick of all the people A blind moon Over to the window Where the night has become Elizium for the sleepless souls And our days to come You stand Stand with Dalila Maybe I'll just pass-away Or may be I'll stay But I feel alive with you And I feel some kind of heaven When I feel deep inside her And I feel some kind of heaven Hear me Give me some kind of heaven --- At the Gates of Silent Memory - Fields of the Nephilim