In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will.
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here?
In your favourite darkness
Your favourite halflights
Your favourite concsiousness
Your favourite slave.

I`m hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin.
Will I always be here?

In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here...
...In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise...
Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave.

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