black is the night that calls me sinner from a sin the waters that once did bless me now burn my skin fearing the fields of fire and the war that's within i'll draw my sword for the last time it's here this will end black is the night that calls me a voice from within playing with my emotions when will it end? promising pure desire of the pleasures of sin i'll draw my sword for the last time it's here this will end you may try to find me i'll hide deep in your head you may try to fight me i'm a seed from deep within you may not recall inviting me but i was there the first time you sinned you may not recall inviting me but i will be here until the end (and here it will end)