What's this feeling in me?
What's that sight on me?
Unusual experience for the mind,
an dark abyss to lie.

You, magnetic voice.
You, destructive choice.
Your, blue eyes.
Your, oceans of lies.

Small mouth smelling of roses
the cause of all causes.
Persuasive words in the mind,
a warm tongue that never again find.

In fact I feel that you want me
you are the sensation I've never seen.
You are the devil and I the victim.
Take me in the hell of passion that I feel.

Look the eclipse of moon.
A kiss, a madness that coming soon.
Hands of fire,
flower of desire.

A caress of your and my body falters,
and already anxiously waiting for the vultures.
The smell of your hair, it's an obsession,
increases inside me the desire to possession.

Son of Mars, an alien lover you are
in my mind you made a war,
a fantasy I thought you were,
instead you a really powerful that struck me are.