Lletres: Entombed. Monkey Puss: Live In London. Evilyn.

Tomorrow, the day of dark
In my sorrow I am engulfed
My fear showed
My Evilyn needed spark

Gone is my fear for not having it all
Here now and forever yet I'm still hearing her calls
For my wicked needs but I will never answer
Dead now is Satan's daughter

She sucked the marrow out of my life
But through her I was feeding
God's beloved, Satan's wife
I was totally fucking, breeding

She's gone down below
But I'm no longer at her side
And I'm drunk with the love
Of the dead who's my bride

I married the dark, from which I was born
Like an infant I cried
She gave me the spark from which I was torn
Like I died

I'll never believe, I never will see
Her face again
Burning desires burns deep in hellfire
I will rise in the end