It's soft
Almost untouchable...

She fits everything you could want
All you could expect...

To die young
Is to live old...

You are a place of peace
You are a symbol that reminds me...

In this mad mind
Of a sane boy...

When ones life is taken
Tears are shed from sorrows...

She is an apple
God's forbidden fruit...

Binded by thorns
Wipped my vains...

A new sight
A different light...

Breaking into thought
Thought that I was once taught...

Enter if you dare
But beware...

See into myself
I see darkness...