If I could about shooting from the inside out the melody
Printed heart a dark film and gray
Would open the chest, the cold soul, the whole skin
To call you my
To call you my

Be your back, your right mirror, your alchemy
The power to pass through walls, laugh at what I do not laugh
Would open the chest, the whole soul, cold skin
To call you my
To call you my
Xray, you from me
Back and front I'm still
Xray, I and you

I let me unravel
For in my glare contrast you
Invades me now, please!
All I wanted
Be your xray
All I wanted
Be your xray
Your eyes can not hide

My ray traverses the lead in your chest poetry
You penetrate the flesh inside, the agony
Reveal unto you no identity, no colors and names
To call you my
To call you my

Be your back, your right mirror, your alchemy
The power to pass through walls, laugh at what I do not laugh
Would open the chest, the whole soul, cold skin
To call you my
To call you my
Xray, you from me
Back and front I'm still
Xray, I and you
Your eyes do not want to hide

I let me unravel
For in my glare contrast you
Invades me now, please!
All I wanted
Be your xray
All I wanted
Be your xray