ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Like lurking in the dark
Waiting for my move
...like hunting in the shadows
Of the night, out of light you are born
Child of thunder, daughter of the storm
A scarlet diamond, midnight treasure
Purest love when pains come pleasure
One dying touch, your eyes gloom
Red tears like me in your daylight misery
Now close your eyes and see the true me
Of the night...
