My lips they have taken poison bliss
False is the love you've show Now bitter with my pulse
A tender touch avails to no surrender
Sweet is the taste of blood that is beneath thy flesh
Holding thine own hatred with this word
To tell the truth of destinies own fate
That yours may come too soon
Ice blue in your eyes only reveling the heart
To play with the winds Friend the blade cutting your heart without love's truth
This non-existing thing that you created drawn from my life's bane
In hope you wished return of truth Look not to the wind but to the future is this kiss
Dare you tempt to break this lock twice
It shall not work you'll soon find
