• My love , My dear
    i touch your cold skin
    i kiss your black lips
    and pray
    tonight you will come back to me .
    to never leave me aging .

    my love my dear
    forever we promised each other.
    now blood from the liveing to revive the sleeping,
    come back to me
    to the gods of death
    i beg of theeee

    my love my dear
    your cold skin grows hard
    your sofe lips peel.
    not yet , dont go
    stay here.
    so i can see the color of your love red eyes aging .