No time like the Present (La Fleur du Mal)

Your skin is like the rain, my mind is just the same Your lips are to be kissed, a taste of crimson bliss We speak in many tongues, your eyes are like the sun My father made of tears, what's the meaning of these fears? Your soul is like a song, in the morning I'll be gone I lost myself today, I've accepted my decay I'm growing a flower of evil I'll kill for you - I'll die for you The stars are looking down, just to see what we can't find Confusion will be king, let us see what life will bring Sister made of stars, can you mend my broken heart? The blood I shall imbibe, will be water when I die Your eyes are like the sun, but my sympathies are gone My soul is like a flame, from hell and back again