The Wrong Side Of MidNightOn The Doctor's TrainI Met The Princess Of The Dawn,But We WereOn The Wrong Side Of MidNight.
Dark AngelDark AngelA dark angel searches for her love on earthShe has departed heaven to find her soul mateShe has given up her white garments for those of jet blackShe is in a state of mourning and lossShe died but her partner remained on earthShe could hear his bitter sobs while she was in heavenThe tears filled her eyesAnd she vowed to return and sooth her partner's soulGod refused her permission to leaveBut she departed nonethelessShe has been banned from Heaven for a thousand yearsBut she can cope with such banishmentSo long as she can find here true loveShe returns to the cemetery where she was buriedAnd her true love is there by the side of her grave"Hello, my love, I have returned!""How can this be? you died and departed from this world""I have returned to heal your heart and support you"Tears fill his eyes"How can this be? My grief has driven me mad""I cannot return to Heaven for a long time""But so long as I am with you I am at peace""We will grow old together"
I Never Was, I'll Never BeI Never Was A Good Whore.I Fall In Love With Poor Guys,but that's ok, I'm Used To MySelf.Once One Of These Guys Was Also In Love With Me.Not From The Beginning,but after the third meetinghe finally accepted our truth.And I was Happy and He was Happy!!!When He was coming To Our Fourth Meeting,he had an accident with his bike.I Never Was A Good Whore.I Never Was,I'll Never Be.
The death of BaldurOh dear Baldur,you are the most beloved, beautiful, and peaceful.Jealousy follows you in your shadows.From the heart of your twin brother,and from the evil of Loki.Oh dear Baldur,know thisFrigga tried to save youfrom your doom.Yet in vain did she try.Carelessly passing the mistletoe,she let your Fate be taken,when she was fooled by Lokiand carelessly reveling your weakness.Oh dear Baldur,you are the most beloved, beautiful, and peaceful.Youve awaken jealousy in your twin brother.With the help of the wicked Loki.And now you fallby the hands of your brother.Who readily, misguidedly, threw the mistletoe.Leading you into your death. Oh dear Baldur,know thisyou do not die alone.Your dear wife has died along side of you.The peace of mind, comfort, and tranquilityhas all been lost.Oh dear Baldur,the most beloved in Asgard,know this;once the fire has stopped burningYour beauty will be reborn.