Obsidian Shell - My Little Monster

I wanted rain
But only acid falls
To clean your face
To erase your destiny

They want you dead
But it's ain't right
The blood flows slow
In your veins
But you're still mine

Oh, thy sweet little monster of mine
Abomination but you're still close to my heart

I am on a razor edge
I ride for a fall against me
Dancing with angel of pain may kill me
Tempting levitation
With my loved tormentor
Who knows what will happen
If the game rashly coarsen...

All your attempts to captivate
Unaware faces
Wish you good luck betraying me
But you will hate this