• Dearest love, see the eye of night
    Open thy flesh for the goddess of love
    I speaks’t with unknowing air, Hear me knight
    If thee may not take the gliding white dove
    If thee may not grasps the concept of mind
    Forcing the bottle of glint throughout thee
    And thee will not be what the sun can blind
    Then, I ask thee to crash the light in glee
    Held up the torpedo between thee fingers
    Slowly pull the trigger with an eye,
    Through the beastly roses that keep lingers
    Seeing thee kill I, make the mind pass by
    Smile painted on my lips with last breath
    I will take thee in my heart, hold my meth.