I see the candle light burning in your wyes, flaring up my eyes
in flames.
On this pitch-black summer night...

Of passion and pain.

The razor caressed my flesh,

And my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire.
Years of pain are flowing down my arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released.

Give me your hand, let me make you feel the ease,
In the bed of razors we bleed together...


I feel the fire burning in my heart,
I see it sparkling in your eyes,
The blaze you're feeding more and more.


The razor caressed your flesh and your arms turned red.
I feel your vast desire

Tearing pain is flowing down your arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream I drink to make you released.
Holding your arms, cherish this composure,

in the bed of razors we sleep together, forever...