Those demons in your eyes, I cannot see,
They softly melt the ice of complications.
They dropped in venom little lifeless seed
And it begins to grow with no reflection.
They softly melt the ice of complications.
They dropped in venom little lifeless seed
And it begins to grow with no reflection.
Those scary words that you will say sometime,
They had already burn me from the inside.
In global meaning, no, it\’s not a crime.
It\’s simple torment of immortal light.
Those heavy breathing, those unpainful scream,
Those clutches in my skin, those scars and wounds…
Don\’t wake me up from this perverted dream.
Don\’t let me run away from your tamed hounds.
