Real lie in a fire tears Pour out poetry on a bed thorns Ready to conquer strongly an unreal affection Bribe the purity of your heart To give rot your lover To give rot your lover… You can be as petty and irrational As evil your ambiguous beauty devours every ray of lie… You feed live blood of the conscience of other disaster lost Soul fallen in a sky of black eagles Eagles that dart away quickly Like the time black eagles as an abyss ink flying Words in a violent whirlwind You can be as petty and irrational As evil your ambiguous beauty devours every ray of lie