At The Gates Of Silent Memory Lyrics - Fields Of The Nephilim

Yesterday, life that I knew 

So sick of all the people 

A blind moon over to the window 

Where the night has become elizium 

For the sleepless souls 

And our days to come 

You stand, stand with Dalila 

May be I'll just pass away 

Or may be I'll stay 

But I feel alive with you 

And I feel some kind of Heaven 

I feel deep inside her 

And I feel some kind of Heaven 

Give me, give me, give me 

Some kind of Heaven