Rather than dancing the dance of your destruction,
Dance of my chest..
Crush my heart,already shredded..
Or burn it alive,with your insecurity and fear..
Quite a dancer you are,then why hold back..
Watch me kill myself slowly, painfully..
Watch me being ripped apart slowly..
Watch me being poisioned slowly..
Watch every drop of my blood leaving me slowly..
Afterall..
You are a dancer..
And slow dancing in arms of lover is beautiful..
Then dance..
Slowly on my heart..
As the life of the one who loves you fade away..
Without a name..
Without a face..
In silence..
