Tekster: Closure In Moscow. First Temple. I'm A Ghost Of Twilight.

Awake to the cracking of bones
To the scratching of throats
Wake to every boy and girl
Every heart that feels a swell
It's oh so lovely when you look at it just right
It's also stabbing me to sleep
Needles long into the night
So spend it in bed
Talk can only leave one thing

I'm a ghost of twilight
Honey, even I know day
With one foot treading sweet rapture
And one foot in the grave

Asleep to the creaks and the groans
To the sounds of the sins
Asleep to all the promises
Of the better days ahead
I want so much to keep this precious thing from harm
Then there's a part of me that wants to hold it lifeless in my arms
'Kuz I got this chill in my bones
And the warmth on my face
The warmth on my face

I'm a ghost of twilight, honey
Even I know day
With one foot treadin sweet rapture
And one foot in the grave

Death before my soul
And closer every day
The ghosts of twilight call
So now I'm joining them

I slept with *spit that a sound
A corpse in my arms
Soon I weakened and
I drank in death *so life went out
*And summer, a virgin
In the morning

'Kuz I got this chill in my bones
And the warmth on my face
The warmth on my face

I'm a ghost of twilight, honey
Even I know *day
With one foot treadin sweet rapture
And one foot in the grave


(Thanks to Thorn for these lyrics)