Every morning I wake up and cry,
I don't think I can ever forget your body, Or even...

I will die from a suicide, even if I shall not...
It is burried in you. In your eyes lies the truth...

Under the skin of lion hides a heart that above...

There is this place of fantasy where no soul has...

The very deserved heavens your wings finally...

Does it hurt? you ask. A little considering you...
You ask me all these questions and I only ask you...