I scorn every cascading tear from your eyes.
you hasten to drown in the water you let flow.
in your anxiety i will walk in disguise.
i feel your ecstasy as i force your blood to bow.
so constant the silence is inadequating but here.
can you feel you are losing the control of your soul?
i can see the pain in your eyes, my dear and its spear.
soon i can hear the aching sound from your howl.
and when i hear the dead is taking over you,
then i'll finish where you begun.
but i'll break it all and save you through.
have to torture you for what you once done.
and as i'm holding your life in my hand,
i will cure your bleeding heart.
then i will carry you through this sensible land,
and save you from tearing all apart.