• Theres many a time that I have wished
    that Im really as perfect as you say.

    But, the reality of it is that
    There's a perment illiusion in the way.

    Love blinds your sight
    and intertwines your soul to my light.

    You are incapable to see
    the one standing in front of you, the real me.

    Im a creature that lies
    that cries.

    That screams
    that dreams.

    Horrible horrible things.

    Why do you love this...
    Why full of such a beautiful bliss?

    I dont
    wont
    ever begin to understand.

    But as long as you think
    that every time you blink.

    You see the true love
    that you love.

    Then I will see...
    The real me...