I used my veins to write your name,
In that retarded brain,
Having illusions of your mere presence,
That had a great strain,
My heart spindles up on your disgraced pain,
I have never wanted you to be hurt,
So kept my mouth to myself,
Is that true love,
When i am in such a state,
The stars had me stuck and contemplate,
I am wondering when is the next chase,
God help me from the burn of hell,
The words were star spangled up on my chest,...