Where is the key to see myself ? Im coming from nowhere.

Bodies like toys , bargain for favors.

Cant remember feeling real and the candle burning bright.

I cast a careless glance , into the lake of my desires

Such are reflections on all that's passed and if I stare too hard

The ripples dance and call me liar , how do they know me I've never asked?

I feel nothing more than existence , a loneliness that will not , come off.

Qu'est-ce qui m'enchaine?

All monsters are human.

Darkness