Your lovely amber eyes
Are dark and deep.
How many untold lies
Can they keep?
Your voice belongs to angels
And charms too many strangers.
How can a man resist
When You so bravely insist?
You hold an arsenal of Satan!
That's why I'm asking God:
"Have I been ever loved?
Am I being cruelly hated?"
And giving in to You
Is my unsettling primo casus.
I guess... It's true -
You really are my own catharsis.