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

When your blood turns to ice
and your heart becomes stone...

They tell me i am beauiful,
though i dont see quite how...

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

Your body in my bed
your face inside my head...

Human's salty drops
fill the river...

Tragic failure
fills the hearts...

Tear the skin
salt the wounds...

Drip your poison
on my lips...

Air retreats
surendurring to defeat...

I hate this all
so very much...

Awaiting your call
to insanity i fall...