...hide...
...my innocent soul...
Is like a blanket in the sky...
With a sun that has to die...
...because the grueling coal...
Comes, and its blue fire...
Sheets of pain when I open my eyes...
…and I become a sacrifice
...in this twisted desire...
...and I was pure inside...
Like the stars at night...
With that transcendent light...
...that the moon could never hide...
