On the bridge of sighs Through the stone bars, A moment of grace before the blade drops, He stops for a while He close his eyes, He takes a deep breath He drinks the life. He remembers A blade into her heart, A velvet red cloak The flames of fire In her silent sight. He remembers her dying among his arms, Her blood on his hands, Heaven and hell together burn... A blade into her heart. Venice, lover and deceiver, She comes from the sea in the moonlight Her corpse in the deep black water She floats down into the waves. Dancing into the silver moon rays Rising from the deep blue, Waking from her last oblivion Her sweet scent into the breeze. Every man enchanted By her demons owned, He remembers her dancing Into the silver rays. Love becomes hate, A dagger in her heart Blood on his hands A tear fall down. She awakes from the oblivion Into the blue of the lagoon Laughing loud at him. Venice, lover and deceiver, She comes from the sea in the moonlight Her corpse in the deep black water She floats down into the waves. Dancing into the silver moon rays Rising from the deep blue, Waking from her last oblivion Her sweet scent into the breeze. The blood on your hands Is the blood of the undead You can't kill me You can't own me You can't have me You can't wait me I'm Venice