Whispering wind, sing
Of death, love and existence...

"You do everything the hard way"
No...

I loved it, even after it died
After it tried to kill me...

You asked me about love
my first reply...

Who could love me more my dear
More than you have done...

Do I wish to taste enlightenment?
Yes sir, I do...

I hate every thought of you
Good or bad...

What is your disease?
Such ignorance with ease...

I wish you knew
Or I could say...

Devilish green eyes,
Wafting in the mist...

As I set this blade upon my vein,
I reach for things it won't attain...

I wear your love on my skin
My punishment...