…Love is a flame that can't be tamed And though you're its willing prey, my darling We are not the ones to blame "Trust" is a word all lovers know The glorious art of staining souls, my darling We are not the ones to…

…Hunting is going on We are a part of the wilderness Hunting is going on Only the fast will survive In the forest we prowl Looking hard for deers Hunger croaks in our stomaches Our eyes like the wolves We run after…

…story's too thin I thank the Lord above That you're not here to see me In the shape I'm in I'm spending my time Watching the days go by Feeling so small I stare at the wall Hoping that you think of me too I'm spending my…