Confess Your Beauty

Thinking into myself I think that you play
No, don't crucify my never known hasty pain
There was a burning red twilight in your cool glance
There was a shy and womanlike excitation
Shy white butterfly, why can't you fly?

No, don't crucify me on the crossword of blind
All-sighting jealousy, other way let you find
There was a vision, silver lancet in my flesh
There was a lancet really in you and me too
It was a vine from you I got

Cry for my smile, I won't be alive
Cry more, cold lady
Perhaps we can find yet our lost life

By sounds of your body I drove from the nude
If you take off the silky veil of our likelihood
I'm gonna miss your womanlike excitation
I'm gonna kiss all of your best sensitivels
I open your ear, oh sex appeal

Cry for my smile, I won't be your tears
Cry more, cold lady
Perhaps we can find yet our lost years

Deprived all your duty as a shreds of a smooth
I fear your smile could be bewitching in the nude
You should rather kill me, never be merciful
All-sighting jealousy won't take me for a fool
Who said she could make fun of my horse as a game?
Never more she will do it, never more from my plane
Confess your beauty to the powers above
Why are you unable to love?