Lilith’s Last Embrace

(oh-oh, hmmmm)

Made of clay, made of fire

Born before the world of men

No surrender to desire

And you won't bow down again

Into the wild where the wind starts to scream

Free in the dark with your beautiful dream

Lilith, queen of the velvet night

Winged shadow, blinding light

In your arms the fire burns deep

Secrets that we swear to keep

(yeah-eah, oooh)

They painted you in shades of fear

But I only see your

grace

When the thunder is drawing near

I find comfort in your face

Lilith, queen of the velvet night

Winged shadow, blinding light

In your

arms the fire burns deep Secrets that we swear to keep Born

of fire...

(ahhhh, oh-oh)