“Eyes like an angel, devils child
I’ve must have been from heaven to be chosen by you
Crosses and ladders lead to heaven
Candles and shadows lead to the dungeon

Tears turn to bloodshed in the turning mood
If you could have hold me and love me
Not strike me and burn me
Maybe love would have been better without lust ‘’

You drew my last breath of the life
Your essence saturated my whole being
I lost my sense of self
I’m trapped in your domain
Consent against my will, struggling will be in vain