Collide. Black. Zeneszám

Black is the entrance the essence to which i confide my mystery
into the escape within evil is the villain
with a gun that kills just for fun

i feel it all come down in pieces hold me tight its cold outside
i feel it all come down in pieces hold me tight its cold outside

black is the beauty so sleek the mystery
the rain that falls upon me

deep is the colour of your skin black is the void i fall in
into
the velvet sea

black is an empty space
the place in which i desire
to hide within

dark is a thing to fear where nothings revealed
the depth below i'm falling

i feel it all come down in pieces hold me tight its cold outside
i feel it all come down in pieces hold me tight its cold outside