Faery in my head? Faery are you dead?
Pieces of my soul? Pieces of the whore?
Gone and torn apart? Because of my heart?
Closer than me? Howcome you I can not see?
Enchant my mind? Or am I blind?
Did you never leave? Am I really naive?
Was I an tool? Or is it me whom I fool?
Can we stand still? Are you making me ill?
Stay and talk? Let’s go for a walk?
Hurt me more, make me sore...