You're
Fearless and untied,
Illness is desire:
It may make you care of me.

Faith.
I've lost it to avoid
Promises to join.
Getting down your back, getting down your perfect back

You are
best of me,
Your darkness earned in blood,
Your eyes are always dark,
Sparkling hopeless love.

Days 
are fading in a game
Devil used to make
When he was young and full of irony.

No,
I don't know for sure
When new belief was born,
But I assure you I gonna bring the light back again

You are 
best of me,
Your darkness earned in blood,
Your eyes are always dark,
Sparkling hopeful love.