Caress me softly,
Cold hearted love of mine;
Whisper, Oh! So sweetly,
I keep falling into an endless abyss;
Swaying gently in your perfidious arms.
Lying there, softly;
Sweet dreams as the fall begins,
Colors changing and in it
Love, shamelessly unchanging.
Oh! The chagrin of her heart.
Your warmth seeps in,
And I’m whole again.
Bewildering symphony
At the beginning of each tale
