This is the moment those questions arise
That torment me every night
Another moon spent with sticks in my eyes
Illusions are walking outside
The shadow that steps in the middle of the street
Transforms to Your shape as it seems
Searching for answers beneath Your disguise
Ambition confronted with lies

I've witnessed The Master softly losing his mind
I'd comfort Margarita when she broke down and cried
I've tasted Your whip burning guilt in my skin
Now I can't figure out where to end or begin

Confusèd moonlight once broke through the wall
Of clouds surrounding Your lips
You kicked me down and You made me crawl
Destroyed by Your fragile grip
Roses and vampires have their teeth and thorns
Tearing my flesh and my bones
When I am playing the songs that I wrote
I always think I've heard them before

I lived through Jan 14 and the 20th December
I was smothered in my blood when You had me dismembered
I was where the ducks go during cold winter's wind
Now I can't figure out where to end or begin

Tu suces mon sang
Tendre fleur-vampire
Tendre fleur des flammes
Je n'osais jamais cueillir
Quand tes pieds dansent sur le feu brulant
Il n'y reste que de la cendre pour y écrire
La peau déchirée
Les yeux déchirants
Les flammes brutales cachent
Ton imperfection
Il n'y reste que de la cendre pour y écrire
Quand tes pieds dansent sur le feu brulant

I've witnessed The Master softly losing his mind
I'd comfort Margarita when she broke down and cried
I've tasted Your whip burning guilt in my skin
Now I can't figure out where to end or begin
I lived through Jan 14 and the 20th December
I was smothered in my blood when You had me dismembered
I was where the ducks go during cold winter's wind
Now I can't figure out where to end or begin

Mired Sword stuck in Mired Words