Where is my blood？
Is it still behind the curtains of rage？
Are you home, drowned in the shadows of fame and
Tell me why our kiss was like the murder scene
On the silver screen
I will set you free
Until you bleed your pride.
Cry for home, for home
Cry for a home to where I sleep.
Still, you smile is like an angel
and I can't breathe without you
Because I adore you, I adore you
Let me be your mother tonight
and drink my wine/blood forever this time