Beauty shown through reflections
Smiles abundant...

The dusk brings wet frost
and during the chilled night...

Take away my fears
Because I cannot live...

Turn back, the clock
The wooden handle...

Bittersweet love
like blood red lust...

Shivers creeping down my spine
This ice-blooded feeling of mine...

Touch one, I smile quietly
Twice, my heart will soread...

The soft pitter-patter entices me
Calling me into its grasp...

No exit, I can see no way
Out of these claustrophobic walls...

Echoes of your voice
Haunting, my head...

Walking calmly down the road
and suddenly, struck, is my head...

The hear stops
where brain feels...