Peck a piece of brain, and take my hand.

I don't feel my fingers on your crystal's skins. I missed, I fall, I don't feel anything. I need splint, stony heart, affraid. A bad spirit seizes my senses. Tear up my lungs, I can't breathe. I've lost my heart, I've throw my tears, Strength disappears, face to face. Mirror doesn't reflect your sweet face. You let me bathe in your blood. I needed flesh to make up for wounds. You were here, I'm sorry, You could be one... I promised, I betrayed, I wouldn't begin again, Put your head, on my chest, Your naked body. And my dreams, your pleasure, imperfect fusion. I've drawn on the wall, your perfect lines. Before finding your guts on the armchair. You crept my past, exit of my memories. Without arm, I finish my iron revenge.