Behold! The Night Mare (Alternate Vocal)

I've faced the fathoms in your deep Withstood the suitors quiet siege Pulled down the heavens just to please you Appease you The wind blows and I know I can't go on Digging roses from your grave To linger on Beyond the beyond Where the willows weep And I die And you sigh And so the Night Mare rides on And so the Night Mare rides on With a December black psalm What I fear is lost here The wind blows and I know Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah-ah So may you come with your own knives You'll nevеr take me alive With all thе force of what is true Is there nothing I can do? I can't go on I'm alone as I'll ever be To linger on Beyond the beyond Where the willows weep And the whirlpools sleep You'll find me And so the Night Mare rides on And the Night Mare rides on With a December black psalm So the Night Mare rides on I've faced the fathoms in your deep Withstood the suitors quiet siege Pulled down the heavens just to please To hold the person I can't keep