Im a little witch girl
dressed in black...

Burning hatred deeper into her soul
the passionate fire ignited...

He told me i was beautiful,
he told me i was sweet...

He seems quite happy,
in fact, he seems quite well...

On the wings of the departed,
lost sould are lead away...

You cant see clearly any more
cant get out, cant find the door...

I wont conform
as myself, i was born...

A whimper came across her
pain shot through her body...

Like a rose that never dies,
sensual love lightens our lives...

You crawl to your feet
as a child you experience triumph and defeat...

Hearts trun to stone
burning up as they wither away in the unknown...

Dacing in the rain
hearts completely sober...