The Secret Admirer - Nightfall

I admire thou naked neck

Its sight makes me shred

How the hell its holder should feel

With such a treasure by her seal

Tragic things surely turn me on

And that’s the reason I stay forlorn

It is for that nature of mine

You avoid my look, you wish me to die?

Shine as a brand new hawk

Your eyesight makes me cold

As far as sun folds the mortals' earth

You’re the colour of my breath

Those servants and their common likes

Sunblinded struck, dead all lie

Unable to see the light

It’s hidden they claim.

In fat inside

I wonder, thus my self… I ask

Is my temptation the morals' mask?

.my nature I kiss, this beast within

My passion peaks, real life grows in