Fields Of The Nephilim - At The Gates Of Silent Memory

yes today life that I knew
so sick of all the people
a blind moon over to the window
where the night has become elizium
for the sleepless souls
and our days to come
you stand with dalila
may be I'll just pass-away
or may be I'll stay
but I feel alive with you
and I feel some kind of heaven
when I feel deep inside her
I feel some kind of heaven
hear me
give me some kind of heaven