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
Stand with Dalila

Maybe 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

And I feel some kind of heaven

Hear me
Give me some kind of heaven

Written by:
CARL MCCOY, TONY PETTIT, ALEX WRIGHT, PAUL WRIGHT, PETER YEATS

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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