Look at me, little creature,
I have cried how you have wept.
I took the monsters' freedom
while all the people slept.

Come with me, little creature,
breathe smoke in their eyes,
put them in-between the mirrors;
leave them there to die.

Bare your teeth, little creature,
snarl and bite and spit:
You may not conquer nature,
but you can surely anger it.

Live my lies, little creature,
follow in my steps;
we'll tame the crooked monsters
and visit where they've slept.

Die with me, little creature,
cocooned by my deceit,
silent as a whisper,
our last breath cheek-to-cheek.

Take them with you, darling,
hand to my hand, we sleep,
lain down in the shadows,
little creature beside me.