Drastique

Quisquis amat pereat
Their sense is with their senses all mixed in
Immortal is their pleasure, but mortal is their sin
Oh, lovers beneath the singing sky of may
Longing, lust and passion now you do obey
In my trembling fingertips bloody lips
Flaming in my desire
In my pure and stainless chest virtues nest
Burning in a red fire
In this place of pain and sorrow
Now I know theres no tomorrow
Haunted site of dusk and horror
We are one tormented soul
See my tears
Hear my cry
Restless winds and revelations
Punishment for our temptations
Ache beyond imagination
Victims of a cruel light
Touch my fears
Taste my blood
Amor che a nullo amato amar perdona
Mi prese del costui piacer si forte,
Che, come vedi, ancor non mabbandona
Scent of darkness, breath of light air
Youre my delight
Silent caress, unseen whisper
Taste of the night
Quisquis amat valeat
Pereat qui nescit amare
Bis tanto pereat
Quisquis amare vetat
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