oh Divina,
if you'd see me now
to your blackened heart
a faint twinkle of God would shine
into your damned soul!
If three times 7 in line would make you mine again...
If three times 7 in line would make you mine again!
Oh Divina, my vampyre love.
I shall free your soul -
if love can but make me pine for what
shall be lost again,
then three times 7 in line will make you mine again,
then three times 7 in line will make you mine again,
then three times 7 in line will make you mine again -
then three times 7 in line will make you mine again!