Cross my heart and hope to die;
I always say that when I lie ...
Conceiling all intentions with a smile
Is how I've been deceiving time.
And yet she stares at me shaken,
Terrified at the thought of being taken.
Those fraged lips are trembling,
That cursed tongue is slowly shaking.
All those words you never spoke,
All those thoughts you always tore,
All those feelings turned to lust,
All those wishes turned to dust ...
Everything you ever knew,
All the power you ever grew,
Every memory you ever had,
All the dreams you dared not grab ...
I have shut withinm my core,
I have gathered within my soul,
I have burried within my lies,
I have shattered before my eyes.
All I am sits before your acking stare;
Yet appearently all you chose to see
Is but an empty shell of me;
Yet somehow this is most amusing.
Ask of me to speak my mind,
To release all that I hide.
Ask of me to open that crimson door,
To let your pleeding voice enter my core.
Ask of me to gaze once more
Upon your bleeding opened soul,
Ask of me to speak the truth
And heal those wounds you selfinduced.
Ask again until you cry,
Maybe then I shall reply ...
"Cross my heart and hope to die,
Sweet soul I'll always keep you by my side"
Oh, how I never tire of this lie ...