The heart,
Pumping organ of pain...

Deprived of blood
Cold veins, they...

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

Have you changed so much
That you've forgotten me...

Blood streaming
Forgotten child...

Damn your arrogance
screw your lies...

On a clean, scarlet coffin
Carefully drips the crimson blood...

A black hole like a sun
An empy space devoid of life...

She dials quickly
For fear of the numbers...

I wish water tasted like the sun
So my insides could feel as bright...

Her heart, dark
Against his weary mouth...

Stare right through me
An open window there...