• blood on your lips,
    tastes of death,
    city's burning in your eyes,
    stained hands.
    there is no love.
    when you look at me,
    feel as if i am dying,
    your arms around me,
    is cold as ice,
    your kiss is death
    itself,
    i feel no love,
    all i see is hate,
    fear in my heart,
    as darkness eats my soul,
    tear of sadness fall,
    into the dark sky.
    you hurt me many time,
    but yet i stay.
    perhaps,
    i'm in love with a killer,
    perhaps,
    beauty will come from the pain,
    of your love....