Take my hand,
the one soaked in flames...

I am your master,
magician...

Once I had a secret,
had a secret and impaled...

While I stare into her white dress
-which luckily she has never wore...

That story cannot be told...
Why...

Gods smell on death,
gods smell on death...

Sound unscrews spine of the universe.
I ran after her while she was crying...

Lips cannot
touch liquid forgiveness...

His name was...
whispered only in the moments...

We''ll meet the gallows
under torrid sky...

Moon's hover around essence
reached its maximum...

Veins are inkpots,
writers do not write, they bleed across the...