Текст Moonspell – Than The Serpents In My Hands

Spoken:
«Dorme, dorme meu menino!
Dorme — no mar dos sargaços;
Que mais vale o mar a pino

And when all Life as you know it — fails
All ghostlike lips taste just the — same
What better comfort can you find
Than the Serpents in my Arms

Sleep, sleep — now, my Child
In the Sea of crystal Trouble
For better is the violent Sight
than all that you leave behind

In your Eyes — a Dark so subtile
It tells you walk, but never fly
To leave us all behind

And when all Life as you know it — fails
All ghostlike Lips taste just the — same
What better comfort can you find
Than the Serpents in my Arms

Down, down — terrible Child
To look at It, it is a Sin
For better is to hold that Smile
That’s all you leave behind

In your Eyes — a Mark so subtile
It tells you walk, but never fly
Never fly — to leave us all
To leave us all behind

And when all Life as you know it — fails

What better comfort can you find
Than
The Serpents
In my Arms