Cherry blossom on your lips that used to taste like wine,
I moved closer to your cheek to feel your soul near mine.
My finger’s drawing on your palm a shell that we shall use
To hide away from everything that one day we could lose.
I am no good, as you may tell, neither the Devil within Hell,
You know it all, but even so, little do you seem to care.
It is forbidden for a soul to fall in love the way I did,
I could die to have the chance to feel you for a little bit.
You are too pure for such a world where nothing could be right,
You are too good for such a place, where you can’t ever light.
I made a promise to myself, I will not ever break,
I’m gonna set the world on fire, you only have to ask.
— You know I am the Sin itself
—My love, I am the only Sinner able to take a bite
Out of your cherry blossom lips that blight.
