Again your face stares at me,
A frozen look that scorns me...

The phone rings,
Echoed off the walls...

The beautiful black butterfly
Lies helplessly...

Sit down,
Stand up...

Distance taken,
Walking through the door...

I can no longer battle this endless fear.
The knife slides deeper and deeper...

I saw last night the beautiful shooting star,
I sat and watched it fall like a burnt out...

It's times like this when i miss you the most.
I sit at home, alone in my silent room...

A discreet realease of beauty gracefully drugs my...
Falling from where my eyes first encountered lust...

Handle with care,
She's cut and bruised...

Don't go,
I need you here...

I sit and stare into the mountains, passed the...
Through the mist where you held me...