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

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

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

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

I am your master,
magician...

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

Emotions and ideas for riots
engaged empty spaces...

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

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