The name makes me shine,
the handle is inserted.
My neck is just a button,
on and off.
I want to know, to see,
to feel and hear.
When the Grimm Reaper sang
I understood his words.
He sang what seemed to be
a love song.
I fell in love with the grace.
We worshiped the moon, kissed
the earth and fell into the wind.
Dust, turned black, I was.
I don't rot, for immortal sake be lost.
For lust, for sex, be gone from here.
For love, for life, please die.
I have nothing to give anymore,
I'm frail dead and dry.
Let me kiss your poison lips,
let me make love to your breath.
Let me disrespect you for the first time,
let me hate you.
