Umbra

In the shadows, pale and cold In the shadows, lay my soul In the shadows, death becomes your lover The altar is lit with black candles The darker, the better So thrilling, it's killing you In the chapel of the Holy One In the presence of the Chosen Son I see your light shine through In the temple of the godly scene In the shadow of the Nazarene I put my love in you In the shadows, stripped of sin In the shadows, deep within In the shadows, I will make you my angel The altar (altar) is lit with black candles The darker (darker), the better So killing, it's thrilling me In the chapel of the Holy One In the presence of the Chosen Son I see your light shine through In the temple of the godly scene In the shadow of the Nazarene I put my love in you In the chapel of the Holy One In the presence of the Chosen Son I see your light shine through In the temple of the godly scene In the shadow of the Nazarene I put my love in you