Leave Me Torture

Walk Over Your Naked Skin
To Revive The Dead And Lying Earth,
I'll Travel Through Your Pores
Searching For An Answer...

...And This Night Isn't Here
Anymore To Console Me
Black Is My Gloom
And The Mourning That Is Covering Me.

Over Your Vanity, Over Your Own Pride.

Beautiful As The Lost Feelings Of Those Roots Old Roots From A Spiritual Love...
Brilliant's The Hope That Doesn't Waits
For Being Forgotten.

Drink My Desires, Source Of Delusions, Wet By Seas Of Cold Water Drops Iced by Your Desertion
Fallen Tears By False Oaths.

And This Night, Brief, Fleeting Night
Isn't Here Anymore To Console Me.

Remind Me When Drinking The Wine
As You Drank Your Own Thirst From Me
Isn't Here Anymore To Console Me

A Star In The Universe A Lonely Pore Of Your Skin
Is All I've Been Wanting To Be
Only For The Pleasure of Belong To It
Of Belong To You.