I’ll drink the water from your face,
Absorb the tears with tender lips
Cause in this everlasting chase
I put you down on your knees
Now you become the slave
Who rules his master
Cause you’re the one
Who doesn’t perish in disatser
I’ll be your bright and lucky star
I’ll show the way from this reality
And you’ll be captured
With the iron chain
Of my eternal fidelity
by Vottre Provocateur
Illustrated by Klimt's 'Stoclet Pallace'
The Cain
© Copyright: Анна Валевская, 2008
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