Yes, why this knock again?!
Hi, and my door in loud tears sometime
Like my open heart, you know, the little Snow-white,
When you mesmerize me with your kisses in my mind
And so vampire lips before opaque windows, the fantastic
hips, a glow in eyes under the crown of moonlight,
Because you dress always some cobra palest capuchon over few
words of lie,
It is from Eve a very old egyptian look without shame, icon
of style, a super modern way in trendy social life
By shady strange halo and optimistic caring on with
ultrasonic crys,
I loved so nevertheless from Real Jesus Cross, like brother
was beside,
But she is only crow in cosmetics of sweetest dove, the
bird, who called older mine,
This slave Hagar and afterwards even the worse with glassy
hidden screen of false rainbow in shine,
So legalistic girl or wizardress in alchemical laws through
wilderness of human world such yellow butterfly,
So fine, so foreign and so alien now, that common lady gaga
by betrayal
With all worthless mirages of luxurious love, too strong
poison inside,
Some kind of fate without precious soul because,
A oldest femme fatale, but not my own, never again,
Wich can't do closed Sky of Virgin Mary Eyes blue light or
dark with Christmass Star above this night...