• Come hither, my blind soul,
    Fall deep into my arms.
    Come, come, your fate awaits,
    You’re going to fall for me, and then you’ll see once more,
    But be careful, your heart is fragile, and I am going to break it one day.
    So sweet your innocent tears will be my blind little soul…
    Fall for me, mortal, and once you do, you shall regret it.
    Cry, cry for me, and cry over your broken heart you will,
    Look me in the face, my blind soul, for you shall regret the day you saw me.