As I joined hands in Wind
And you wave the skulls of cries,
As you change your eyes for warmth
You'll lose your Willingness.
I want you in my bloodline.
I want it snows from you.
I want as a whole
Bleeding in black wine,
Guts of God shine
Demons of my lives can not die in a holly flight.
Time flows like a sand in you,
Like a devil in the path of youth;
And I know it changes of blood,
When I drink your gold.
I need the hands of soft Infinity.
I want to find the strength of Beauty
And justify my drunk Felicity.
If you wanna expess yourself,
When you feel your last sigh.
With another form of eyes,
You'll smother your times.