I am an assassin,
My world is a different one from yours.
Never, till now, misled by passion,
A sword, defining my cours.

I am a bystander,
Unable to be part of your life.
A lonely outlander,
Always ready to draw blood with my knife.

I am dreaming to be your lover,
My only weapon a pen.
Always seeking cover,
In the arms of my beloved to mend.

I am in exile,
My heart yearning for the angel.
Someday I will find a domicile
For us, save from every danger.