Black کے بول

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