Thou loves me and I love thee too,
Forbidden love, which says taboo.
The pure, divine angel thou are,
And I the dread demon by far,
That looks from hell at the white star.

Cannot thy chance, be a sinner?
Yield to me the lonely pauper,
And we shall find all the pleasures,
Which are perpetual treasures,
That no one could ever measure.

How can I show that my love grows?
With a simple rose, or a prose,
That would make thee glow with delight?
Time will not yield, so we must fight,
To escape the shadowy night.

We will run from the black darkness.
We'll find haven, where we'll confess,
The truest love that is sublime,
But is considered an ill crime.
Thou shall reveal thy love in time.

Angels and Demons can love too.
Forbidden love, which is taboo.