That's all it, you've taken everything from me:
My body,
My heart,
My lips.
You worship me.
You will only worship me.
Do you love my madness?
No, you despise it, don't you?
Oh, the things I would do for you, my love.
I may be young,
But I will marry you.
Oh, but I do hate you dearly,
You have everything.
Everything that I own.
Well no, not everything.
Not my eyes,
My treasure,
My very essence.
You will never have my eyes.
I will never surrender them to you, my dear.
