Deception is not in your lies

Oblivion is not in my self

A lovely day in bloody cries

The pervert way to my private hell

Just walking on the leathal blade

The snake's on skin, but it exites

The step you took, the kiss I made

The tunnel of sin. The scare's inside



It's so clear, it's so vaguely

You can behold, I cannot

Since I blind bird, I learn flying

With no reason, just as I want



I'll show you dance, I'll teach you speak

But I cannot describe the love

My vision's gloom, I'm old and sick

In arrogance I rest in dole

Deception is not in your lies

Oblivion is not in my self

A lonely age in frosen rhymes

The only way - don't try to escape