Life passes, as I am mortal
Time is not left eternally
Your erotic spirit and entire beauty
Makes my self believing in an ungod
Doom Like Lady
Doom Like Lady —
I need you
I can’t express myself
Can’t make the people see and believe in me
And then I dream of you and begin to see
That life is not worth human brutality
Doom Like Lady
Doom Like Lady —
I need you
In my soul I feel an eternal ache
When will we finally awake?