I love how your perfect lies
hug imbecile people's lives
and how your pure madness
is used for soul's caress

but the thing i love the most
is your pretty and deadly note
that you deliver with your smile
which dooms everyone with style

our demons should be friends
and play together till it ends
and once it ends, it should be us
to stay together and discuss

about your icy and savage eyes
about what you love and i despise
or simply, we should watch the sky
under which we used to die

you, hundreds of years ago
me not yet, maybe tomorrow
still, i promise that i will
since there is a kiss i must fulfill

may your thoughts about me
never leave you till I'm free
and may you please understand
its not my fault, its how Time planned.