It was 18 January, out of the blue
you came first to reach out to me
Your paintings made my heart shaken in bloody tsunami
Keunkenhof Amsterdam would remain your unfinished promise, oh stormy irony..
Yeah, It's the lost legacy you fail to hand it out to me
It would remind you of your crime and my innocenceÂ
Oh you went to my classic isolated palace with pride
Made me fall so deeply with your goddess' charming side
Little did I know, back days you're just an evil coward
Dressing like a hero, saving but ruining my world...
You told me you're a color blinded, yet I was the only eccentric color you adored
You helped me to feed my delusions, oh don't you say you were not sure.
Oh how could you be so cruel turning this romance into horor tragedy
Oh babe, didn't you feel so bad fucking guilty?
The first two wonderful weeks of our getting to know journey
It's the most epic part of the love memory
Yes it was before you changed yourself into another 'somebody'
Playing on and off, making fun of me...
Tell me babe what made me deserve all the pains
Even my worst sin could not be punished with the terrible insane
How could you reward my white love with black treason
After I gave you honey, you dared to kill me with poison...
