If you feel the breeze
Underneath your naked skin...

The World War has ended
But deep within me...

It is too impossible to possess you
Because theres nothing else I can do...

I felt your coldness,
I reached out...

I touched you
It bleed my skin...

You murdered my heart
And stabbed my soul to death...

Encore! Encore!
There was shouting...

Its lucid
The fluid...

Where can you exactly be at this very time?
When I got bruised...

I cant take
The precise measurements...