Couldn't make my unfathomable wish come true... Couldn't make my unfathomable wish come true...

Appearing like a genie, Shooting your presence, Upon me, Too much to contain Appearing like a genie, Shooting your presence, Upon me, Too much to contain

Burns in anger to hit his incandescent head on the glass of boudoir after witnessing our destined un... Burns in anger to hit his incandescent head on the glass of boudoir after witnes...

You find her brutal And you hate her for being so cold. You find her brutal And you hate her for being so cold.

And aimed it towards the moon. And aimed it towards the moon.

Where from these thoughts are arising? Where from these pangs are bursting? Where from these thoughts are arising? Where from these pangs are bursting?