was it always a mirage
in my fool's head
or were you happy ... in the beginning?
i'm a masochistic fiend
addicted to my own blood
convinced i want the real thing
... on this everlasting quest ...
eager to risk it all
for the magic
chasing that eternal first taste
and i lie
to myself
"i'm not a fool to believe..."
... i think ... i say ...
but i question
these exquisite cages
these elaborate bonds
and i find myself here
again and again
the unlovable one
... tell me ...
it was real
if only for a moment
don't quench my thirst
to try, to chase
that first taste
that virgin's blood
... of love ...
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