The Dark Romantics

We are the Dark Romantics
 The Dark Romantics in our candle's glow
 We are the Dark Romantics
 and our dreams are where the poets go.
 Oh!
 Go!
 The photograph child
 holds her head in shame
 While the Crystal Wilde
 fears a statue with no name
 The velvet touch
 of the warmest mystery
 Is where our kind
 welcomes serenity
 We are the Dark Romantics
 The Dark Romantics in our candle's glow
 We are the Dark Romantics
 and our dreams are where the poets go.
 Oh
 oh
 Your eyes are shut
 to the world that we hold dear
 You mock the way we paint ourselves
 You mock our Theatre tears
 We bow in love
 I know the Angels smile
 Drinking on emotion
 Lighting altar fires
 We are the Dark Romantics
 The Dark Romantics in our candle's glow
 We are the Dark Romantics
 and our dreams are where the poets go.
 Oh, we will be
 Passionate, delicate
 Oh we can see
 all that God has given
 It's surreal
 Surreal
 (surreal)
 The photograph child
 holds her head in shame
 While the Crystal Wilde
 fears a statue with no name
 Oh, we are the Dark Romantics
 The Dark Romantics in our candle's glow
 We are the Dark Romantics
 and our dreams are where the poets go.
 Oh, we will be
 Passionate, delicate
 Oh, we can see
 all that God has given
 It's surreal
 Oh, surreal
 (surreal)
 We are the Dark Romantics
 The Dark Romantics in our candle's glow
 We are the Dark Romantics
 and our dreams are where the poets go.
 The dark romantics
 Step away, oh
 Step away from me