​I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses -...

There is a door within me She lures me But no matter how many times I try enter her I go whimpering to the light And seek my comfort ...

Feeling the darkness The depth of it As if a cloak of nothingness Weaves around me Feeling its warmth Stroking my neck Silken ripple down...