I am a thorn on the rose of life
I seep through your skin, cut you within...

You told me the things I wanted to hear
Naively, I believed you like a child...

Your bitter taste resonates on my tongue
Your black soul never forgotten...

Lying restlessly on the floor
Listening to the clock ticking second by second...

What can lie underneath your emotions?
A facade of falsehoods and memories haunting...

Frozen in a time frame
It all remains the same...

Flashy, silky, satin cloth,
Embellishing all that is me...

Everyone longs to wrestle with fate
Many try to surpass their due date...

When your heart stops
And loneliness had reached it's end...

Innocence is what\'s displayed
In the form of a woman...

Whispering behind a tree in the forest is a man
Constantly preoccupied with the outside world...

She's as fragile as glass
So avoid throwing stones...