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[00:40.55]The day is the wife whom I elude.
[00:43.42]The one to whom I should be right.
[00:46.27]Though forewarned by peers and kin
[00:49.00]I always give in to the night.
[00:51.90]Mother always warned me such,
[00:54.90]being a nocturnal soul
[00:57.90]Besides just being simply strange
[01:00.46]Spawns from some illness of the mind.
[01:03.40]
[01:03.76]But the Night,
[01:04.68]She calls me
[01:07.69]She calls me
[01:10.50]She calls me
[01:13.40]She calls me
[01:14.95]She sways in her velvet dress
[01:17.89]And pulls me towards her in the dark
[01:21.14]While the others rest
[01:24.32]While the others rest
[01:27.16]While the others rest
[01:31.33]
[01:41.39]Heed the call the time has come
[01:44.20]for you children of the Night
[01:47.12]Gather 'round like suckling dogs
[01:49.95]Mother's come she is the Night.
[01:52.85]Come with me to the other side.
[01:58.88]Make the girl in black your bride!
[02:01.90]
[02:04.38]But the Night,
[02:05.58]She calls me
[02:08.41]She calls me
[02:11.25]She calls me
[02:14.15]She calls me
[02:15.77]She sways in her velvet dress
[02:18.65]And pulls me towards her in the dark
[02:22.03]While the others rest
[02:24.99]While the others rest
[02:27.90]While the others rest
[02:32.75]
[03:19.59]It still seems very strange to me
[03:22.55]that her quiet, lonely streets
[03:25.59]draped in all their mystery
[03:28.02]could be so sweet and comforting
[03:30.60]
[03:30.99]But the Night,
[03:32.40]She calls me
[03:35.20]She calls me
[03:38.05]She calls me
[03:40.89]She calls me
[03:42.77]She sways in her velvet dress
[03:45.55]And pulls me toward her in the dark
[03:49.05]While the others rest
[03:51.91]While the others rest
[03:54.79]While the others rest
文本歌词
The day is the wife whom I elude.
The one to whom I should be right.
Though forewarned by peers and kin
I always give in to the night.
Mother always warned me such,
being a nocturnal soul
Besides just being simply strange
Spawns from some illness of the mind.
But the Night,
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She sways in her velvet dress
And pulls me towards her in the dark
While the others rest
While the others rest
While the others rest
Heed the call the time has come
for you children of the Night
Gather 'round like suckling dogs
Mother's come she is the Night.
Come with me to the other side.
Make the girl in black your bride!
But the Night,
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She sways in her velvet dress
And pulls me towards her in the dark
While the others rest
While the others rest
While the others rest
It still seems very strange to me
that her quiet, lonely streets
draped in all their mystery
could be so sweet and comforting
But the Night,
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She calls me
She sways in her velvet dress
And pulls me toward her in the dark
While the others rest
While the others rest
While the others rest