Ayin Aleph - Butterfly

Métal baroque...ça peut énerver.



"Do you want to feel my sense of beauty ?
Do you try me in a seventh sky ?
Do you know to touch my lonely duty
When you said me « let me try » ?
I cry, You wanna be nude on me.
Making together my pleasure.
I fly and land on your gracious knee,
Swirling nights brought me your treasure.
I keep dazing in an icy rain,
Like an icy princess made by you.
I’m still loving you in a pretty pain,
Like my dizzy love smelling dew.
I still don’t see you under this dawn,
Like a poison fried in my vein.
I still wait for you like a raged fawn,
Slowly making true my holly chain"