If I die tomorrow

My problems became serious,
Because of this crafty girl.
She was passionate and glamorous,
As nobody in this world.
She turned my life into suffering
And endless warning.

If I die tomorrow,
Would you ever proclaim
Me as a hero?
Or even speaks my name?
If I die tomorrow
Just of your tortures.
Would you ever feel a sorrow,
Because of your conducts?

I fell in love with a queen of the dark.
Your look is pungent, as tooth of the shark.
Your touch colder than ice.
But I'm still looking in your eyes.
When I hold you during minutes.
You melt near me in a seconds.

If I die tomorrow,
Would you ever proclaim
Me as a hero?
Or even speaks my name?
If I die tomorrow
Just of your tortures.
Would you ever feel a sorrow,
Because of your conducts?


Every of your words like stones
Painfully beat my bones.
I want to burn in your passion,
Like it is my deadly condemnation.

If I die tomorrow,
Would you ever proclaim
Me as a hero?
Or even speaks my name?
If I die tomorrow
Just of your tortures.
Would you ever feel a sorrow,
Because of your conducts?