The passion for Conformity,
riches, houses, fashion, dominance...

Im obsessed,
with the pain...

I open myself to the unknown once more,
& knock down the fortress around me...

I wake up one sunday midnight morning before...
Look up upon the shining stars...

I hold your hand with perspiration on my palms,
Drops of sweat that flow from my cheek...

What is the use pretending
Wishing you were here...

Memories of my past haunt me nevermore,
with the bracing arms of my beloveds' adore...

Here lies my mournful memories.
Forever gone & never to deceive me...

Walking in my road of broken memories.
A road of memories of all the burdens, flames that...

Secret lives; I live in me,
Double, triple lives secretly living...

Through the prophecy I came to her. Witch she is.
Coming to her with the signs and desolation she...

I came to you with my confidence
Opened my heart as much as it could be...