Descending Red, Gold,
Amber butterflies. Their fall...

White diamonds sparkle,
On the seductive green flow...

Concrete runs throughout my veins,
Barbed wire tears my soul...

He was hung like a Medallion,
But for all he glittered...

How can she be satisfied
With something so small...

Love is gray,
Love is black...

Love can torture you on the rack,
Love can paint you blue...

Across the moonlit snowy field,
I can see your winter breath...

I walk the night through the wraith like mist,
Blackest of hearts, black cunning lips...

The last days of summer, a
First night of passion...

You are my one, there is only you,
Although my flesh is weak...

The first time you were unfaithful
I died a thousand deaths...