Cirmuļa atklāsmes -

jealousy, my old friend
you rip my heart out
you rip my heart out

I'll close my eyes until the end
don't hear me cry out
don't hear me cry out

in the darkness of my soul
you are the last
you were the first
when I scream, when I howl
you were the last
you are the first

burning seeds grow to flames
come burn my heart out
come dance my heart out

all desires burn into shame
won't leave my heart out
won't let my heart out