Nyctophilia

When the darkness binds
For a love to find
The black birds, they heal

When the stone is washed
With a fire so deep
The moon is in the sky

Nyctophilia
Nyctophilia

When the vapors burn
A dream of lonely cries
The werewolves, they rise

When the lie is this world
And the poison kicks in
The remedy is the night

Nyctophilia
Nyctophilia