Vicious Cycle

Infatuation

Reflection of the clouds
(hold your mirror, sweetheart)
Snow capped mountain tops; clouds were below our feet.
Vigorous imagination of wild wild youth.
Blinded, we gave into temptation.
Insomnia was never so pleasant and
restlessness was never so creative.

Love

We rode the wings of a white horse (early romance)
Then, broke free on the yellow fields of October harvest.
Under lightning and rain, we were swept away by insanity.
Modest breasts, fast bites and dark mark right above your knee.
We flourished each other with delicate noise.
From crimson to crimson, our decadence (late romance)

Betrayal

Two years of cowardice (you don't deserve love)
I looked back if everything made sense.
Our turbulent love in the time of cruelty;
and you dared to name it sacrifice.
Six months of your manipulation and lies (toxicity)
Tears in the dark storm and you called it sacrifice?

Break-up

Death to you everyday (overwhelming darkness)
Snapshots of anger, hatred, frustration and fright.
Irrationality of hope, an essential illusion!
Running through the heartless city of concretes,
I reached the snow capped mountain again.
Still burning, slow heat of two hearts.

Infatuation

Reflection of the clouds
(hold your mirror, sweetheart)