Letra de Vermillion corregida

She seems dressed in all the rings,
of past fatalities,
so fragile, yet, so devious
she continues to see,
climatic hands that press,
her temples and my chest
enter the night that she came home.. Forever
oh... she the only one that makes me sad...
She is everything and more
the solemn hypnotic
my dahlia, bathed in possession... haa
she is home to me,
I get nervous, perverse when I see her, it´s worse
but the stress is astounding
it´s now or never she?s coming home.. Forever...
oh.... she´s the only one that makes me sad...
Hard to say what caught my attention,
fixed and crazy- aphid attraction,
carve my name in my face,
to recognize,
such a pheromone cult
to terrorize.
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me

I am a slave and I am a master
no restraints and unchecked collectors
I exits to my need-to self-oblige
she is something in me,
that I despise
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
I won´t let this build up inside of me
She isn?t real
I can?t make her real
She isn?t real
I can?t make her real