in the heat of the night
Steely eyes of a silvery peopleWalk behind me, with evil intent.Up to the tower, I stand aloneStripped of rank before a throne I am sent.What befalls us
in the heat of the night?What befalls us in the heat of the night?Before long, behind
adamantine doors,I taste of the wine of their joy.Through delirium of a tortured mindHer face gave me strength to this day.