Is it imagination, gone too far?   Inside is violence, you pretty flower   Speak emotion, terribly   Seek devotion, speak to me      Why must I burn?      Wear your destruction, like a shield   Make surrender, my appeal      Where....   Where are you?      I'm filled with questions lately,   I'm stuck on what you are   Let love incinerate me,   Just like the fallen star   Sweet words and destinations   Dim lights and broken hearts   Seconds of indecisions   Just tell me what you want...      Why must I burn?      Know violence,   You pretty flower...