My wounded heart bursts into fire,
Broke up in two, can't be rebuilt.
Can't cope with the disguised desire
Which leads right to decay and wilt.
I feel my mind's severely poisoned,
Confused, distracted and frustrated.
I know exactly therе is only remedy
For saving it from being devastated.
Deeply inside me haunting sadness,
That drags me down into the madness
And makes me fight against taut tether,
Harps we ain't meant to burn together.
Trying to overcome morbid obsession,
To vainly making thoughts untwined,
Eventually come to rational conception:
LOVE IS THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND.
