In the battles of love
My Island of Tears
Strike me down with your mightiest hand!
Oh Lord! I cannot bear my agonizing heart anymore!
Shipwrecked on an island of false truth, no illusion is more deadly.
Gouge out my eyes, for my love is gone.
Tear off my lips, for all i can taste is his sweet poison.
Take hold of my voice, for all i can do is cry out his name.
Cut off my ears, for they can only hear his sweet, seductive whisper.
Deprive me of my skin, for it still tingles from his touch.
But most of all, I pray you rid me of my mangled heart.
For no matter how many oceans i cry, it still burns with bitter-sweet illsuion of what i thought i had.