Fields Of The Nephilim
for her lightone
How lonely you are waiting at the sunday park
I'll elude you, I will lose you
Existing were no soul apart
You stand on a platform
Your effigy dissolves in my hands
When I feel like someone to lie on
And I feel like someone to rely on
You can't wake up
Illusions born of the air
Something seems so precious there
I'll elude you, I will lose you
As rehearsal of my despair
When I feel like someone to lie on
And I feel like someone to die on
You can't wake up
Oh here me
I'm what you have left
Here I am
In this necrologue of love
- :
- Miscellaneous
- The Nephilim
- Burning The Fields
- The Gothic Collection [w/interactive booklet]
- Prophecy
- Earth Inferno
- Genesis & Revelation
- Ceromonies: Ad Mortem Ad Vitam
- Zoon
- Ceromonies
- From the Fire
- Sonic Seducer Cold Hands Seduction, Volume 128
- Ceromonies (Ad Mortem Ad Vitam) [Live]
- Indie Top 20, Volume 4: State of Independents
- For Her Light
- Zillo Jubiläums-Compilation 1989-1994
- Beggars Banquet: The Singles Collection
- Psychonaut
- Revelations
- 5 Albums