My Own

I could have foreseen this at the first night...
You Will Destroy Me
An Ocean Of Passion, pulsing through my veins...
You Will Destroy Me

How long have I waited to see your skirt fly past me as you sing and dance...

How have you burned desire like raging fire into my once calm soul...

Why intoxicate me? breathing sweet new sensations into my mind...

Losing all will, I would give you my world as long as I could become your puppet...

I could have forseen this at the first night...
You Will Destroy Me
An Ocean Of Passion, pulsing through my veins...
You Will Destroy Me

Your Eyes conceal much more msytery than the light of the full moon

Beauty, a word that was invented just for you

When you dance, revealing your body, its like how an angel spreads her wings

For you I dare to dream, of running my hands through your hair...

You Would Destroy ME...
Me, who knows nothing beyond books
Of Me, who knows nothing but the sword
For Me, who knows nothing but my melodies
With Me, who knows nothing beyond my fields
And Me, who knows only love...

For If I could forsee this all within the first night, I would still gaze upon you
Softly I would plunge my own into the ocean and drown without remorse...
For you to be called
My Own...