Styles from my indulgence   I wished I had in reality   But they only exist with my fatality   In a world full of love and hate      Why do I have this desire?   If I can't have it!   In this cold night of fire   And blue flames of heat      I start to unravel my raze   Let it go to my hate so I can despise it   With my love with my cold eyes   My faith starts to die   But I keep up my pride   And the day I was born it   was also the day I start to die   But it only existed in my fire      Existed in a fullfilled room of cold   and unfullfilled dream of relaxation   and desperation   And this is when I started to exist...      You gave me your tediousness   To get rid off your coldness   Lying right here in me   All in one memory!