Album: Like the Word Love on the Lips of a Harlot
A beauty adorned of Eden's ashes, a soul stripped bare
Why must you tear at my wings?
You are who are more beautiful when it's cold and raining
It is the snow which brings me closer to your lips
Now you're running away from me
My only memory is the lipstick that stains my clothes
Love is nothing more than my mistake
Why are you running away from me?
Before the petals of your innocence they cloud my clarity