Badly wounded, the source of the glow I touch grew weakcold anger and hot tears betrayed me...
In the velvet night.. I kissed the desire in me and youDid I sacrifice myself?.. I was condemned!... Or were we both condemned?...
The loud voice woke me from a thought roasted on a spitI haven't burned, I told myself, and we won't burn in hell!...
After a steep slope and a useless wailingWe climbed higher and higher up the giant tower of the world.
My grotesque journey along with the inner turmoilConveyed an immeasurable feeling, yet a pleasant one...
I melt the silver flames into welcoming lightsMy mind longs to shed streams of tears from the striking collisions...
My desire longs to weave these delicate magicswhile my poor head in the promise of life was without sin...
Conscious to the point of sickness, I must change my limbsI want to look Cryptochromism in the face within the sworn soul!...
