Butterflies keep on bleedin'.
There's already ocean of blood.
Blood's their only givin',
don't spare them - blood's a lot!
Wounds are their saints,
Pain's their holy water.
Everythin' burns in flame
If flame is not inner - outer..
Butterflies scream into mirror
& from another side
They hear Voice: " Your owner is Hero..
But Love is a lil' too much to hide..."