Take my hand,
the one soaked in flames...

I am your master,
magician...

Once I had a secret,
had a secret and impaled...

While I stare into her white dress
-which luckily she has never wore...

That story cannot be told...
Why...

His name was...
whispered only in the moments...

We''ll meet the gallows
under torrid sky...

Gods smell on death,
gods smell on death...

Lips cannot
touch liquid forgiveness...

Sound unscrews spine of the universe.
I ran after her while she was crying...

Moon's hover around essence
reached its maximum...

Veins are inkpots,
writers do not write, they bleed across the...