I will get down on my knees, imploring you to adore me.
Because I know it is misery, but I misunderstood and tried as hard as I could to explain myself, to shake myself out of this disease, to heal myself from these wounds.
To bring you my love. To bring you my love, I crossed countless seas; to bring you my love, I climbed a thousand mountains.
To bring you my love, I made a pact with the devils. To bring you my love, I offered sacrifices to the gods. To bring you my love.
You know I'm gonna be there, my love. Like a glass of water in the middle of a desert. Like a fire burning in the deep winter of your land.
In the thin light of hunted pleasure, I become afraid that you will never know my sorrow. I call on you with a cry that concentrates the heart. When will I cry out in gratitude? When will I sing to our love?
Tomorrow is unknown, the past is in debt, and death runs toward me with the soiled white flag of surrender.
I turned you to stone. You stepped outside the stone. I turned you to desire. You saw me touch myself. I turned you to loneliness, and it corrupted into a vehicle of power. I turned you into a silence which became a roar of accusation. Open me, fulfill this loneliness. I have no other wish, no other desire, no other hope. Bind me to your will, bind me to your thoughts.
I kissed her with a thousand tears. I knew I would love her till the moment I die. I knew that I would lose her before the moment I held her.