Surrounded by the memories that lie,Remembering all those cries,Secrets that tell the truth,With the fever that introduces,The poison of desire,For each smile that bleeds fire,And for every blush,Will soon be crush,Into dozens of pieces,Like a jigsaw puzzle that weakens,Every soul,I stole,And for that, I was told,That my heart was so cold,And the evil,Was my equal,And my story still deepens,With my army of demons,That I have my reasons to believe,That this is my chance to leave.