作词 : Christian Smith/Benjamin Smith/Lee Citron
作曲 : Benjamin Smith
I am made so wrong, only my legs are strong
Aching like an angel, wasted naked angel
Talking dolls on fire, witches to admire
Torch them for their feelings, try for sacred dealings
Darkness in my room, her hair sets off the moon
Tender are the nights here, they'll always come

I can help you, your mummy said come in your precious state
I can help you, your mummy said come in your precious state

Darkness in this land, it's where I stand, it's where I stand, darkness in this land

Folded in black rags, wander streets with bags
Where have all those days gone, lucky my ship sails on
"Finally" says the son, "father my deeds are done
When do I get paid then". "Son you have been paid then. Since the time of birth, you've been crawling around in the earth, someday son you'll know me, when I'm dead forego me"
Darkness in my room, her hair sets off the moon
Tender are the nights here, they'll always come

I can help you
Your mummy said come in your precious state
I can help you
Your mummy said come in your precious state

Darkness in this land, it's where I stand, it's where I stand
Darkness in this land, it's where I stand, it's where I stand
Darkness in this land, it's where I stand, it's where I stand, darkness in this land