الأغاني: Sladen Dead. July 8th.

She is beautiful beyond compare - a beauty rare
See her eyes glisten and the wind catch her hair
Unaware of the man who is destined to die
When he meets her and speaks with tears in his eyes
He could never have known what would happen on this day
Why he had returned after he had went away
The Angels, they will pray - they feel the pain inside
July the 8th, it was the date the Angel's cried...
The man would know nothing of the error he had made
He only felt the happiness and felt a love so great
Not knowing his mistake - that he had sold his soul
His death was getting closer but there's no way he would know
July the 8th, it was the date that he met her...
Her whispers in the wind took a hold of everything
He was weak to her spell, fell in love with her charm
He was happy, unnaware the future led to self harm...

(LORI!) Oh I remember July the 8th...
(LORI!) Now my heart is filled with love and hate...
(LORI!) Oh I remember July the 8th...
(LORI!) Now my heart is filled with burning hate...

She is a beauty in the moonlight - catching his sight
Wish to kiss her lips by the ocean in the night...
A grasp on his heart and his soul she has tight
He is trapped by emotion in a world of no light...
He loves her to no limit he is whipped with no control
And he swears that since he met her he just cannot let her go
OH NO! The Angels scream, everytime he's falling more
For they know that his death will take him from his hearts core...
July the 8th, the date echoes through the gates
He will soon embrace his fate - its a thing he can't escape
As he cries black tears he is a victim of this pain
Since he signed away his soul his life will never be the same -

Again. For he's falling in love
With she with sparkling eyes - all the Angels up above
They will shed so many tears for this man broken down
He will whisper her name - as nobody hears a sound...

(LORI!) Oh I remember July the 8th...
(LORI!) Now my heart is filled with love and hate...
(LORI!) Oh I remember July the 8th...
(LORI!) Now my heart is filled with burning hate...

I will never forget the day that I had met you
The sweet loving attitude and friendship so true.
My dreams to hold you - rest your head upon my chest
With my arm around your waist and your hair I will caress...
I wish you all the best - wish to give this all to you
I have dreampt of you endlessly - ever since I met you
On July the 8th - I cannot turn back
From the feelings in my heart for you have turned my heart black.
Whisper my name - as I whisper yours eternally
Free me from this pain as it's growing and it's hurting me
Burning me - torturous - every night I scream
Why must happiness together only be my little dream?
I am yours now forever - my spirit shant rest
Without your sweet lips to kiss and your soft hair to caress
Since I met you - my love - is a thing I just can't hide
July the 8th 2007, the date the Angels cried...

(LORI!) Oh I remember July the 8th...
(LORI!) Now my heart is filled with love and hate...
(LORI!) Oh I remember July the 8th...
(LORI!) Now my heart is filled with burning hate...