How far is a dream of mine
from coming true?
How deep is love, respect
That seem so real?
My lord leads me through life
To catch the lure
Trying pretentiously my alter-ego.
My master prompts seduction every night -
The theory of love I learnt superbly
I inly know the path to paradise
But devil makes the traps of self-delusion.
I’m in control of nothing…
I’ve got lost.
The green light seen is far from expectations…
No more the food for mind…
Done with thoughts…
My devil, hold my hand which is so precious.
I’m genuinely loyal to your grace,
Dissolved in you, my soul, as in hell water.
Collect my fears and destroy them well.
My youth is bliss, but wisdom - still not proper.