i don't mind if the sun goes out i don't mind a bit i don't mind if volcanoes burst first things first
hellbound desire the dark blood of your secret heart you can't grow strong without it but even less you do if you think it through it has inspired millions to bad poetry a hedonic idol all that you care about
am i purified or have i just grown myself a cold new heart free of pressure free of obsession am i purified and are you now that we spent all these years apart free of pressure free of obsession
must learn to somehow fathom the spell behind that shell of yours it made me forget myself unity in diversity indeed when my eyes were feasting on your figure abyss mingled with altitude nothing i knew about