Holding you,
In my arms...

I began this poem,
To describe every thought...

Upon his head a pair of horns,
Sharper than the sharpest thorns...

Our boat drew near,
And maximized our fear...

I look outside,
For the snow...

Searching left,
Searching right...

It seems as if,
I've been waiting for hours...

Lonely soldier,
Slowly walking...

I - I'm so sorry baby girl.
M- My mind was gone...

I'm sorry baby girl,
I've done it again...

I- In my eyes you are most beautiful
L- Lovelier than a million roses...

This is the story of my life,
A story that ended with a knife...