Break my heart..tear it apart
Let my soul bleed..leave me in the dark...

Either to live or to die
and without asking why...

One true time,from my heart I wish to have fun
and till the remotest place I run...

You're the one who can listen to my whispers
when no one hears my scream...

She said that I'm forged,
but to her truth, I was bandaged...

I can't hide from my fears,
While I am stabbed by thorny shears...

I cannot decide what I want
thoughts come,go and haunt...

I've woken up
as who had some narcotic sup...

I really wanna apologize for you
as everything i told you was true...

It's the story of mine
i was like an intoxicated drank strong wine...

Let's talk about the real art,
Including its beauty and its dark part...

The blood countess (Elizabeth Bathory)
A dark haired beauty of tender years...