Love is the realm of moon

Love is the gate to my ivory dreams

Love is the deep red wine I'm drawn into

Love is my eyes, diving in the lakes of thou face

Love is the poison I'm dying to taste

Love is the highspirited thorn that keeps beauty pure

Love might be the reason you were born

Love is pain, and O' damn...

...I'm dying to see you suffer

The eastern astral vault ;

the flaming tiara on my head