Abuse My Muse - The Sadness Of The Night

Higher, higher.
You and I and my every demon scream that you will not be there,
And I and my every single day, the whispered in my ear,
And I and my every lonely morning cannot be so clear.
This sadness of the night, it comes and not again,
So filling up my heart with fire, fire, fire.
Fear and the anger, massive tongues,
I try so hard to say my hope, but the flame rise higher.
Loneliness will smear again the clear sky, paint the rain,
But it will extinguish my desire.
No matter how much I love you,
It drops me like a stick of glue,
And now the flame rise higher.
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher.
Higher, higher.