Come close, mon petit.
Let me embrace you
Hold you tight
Kissing your soul away
Leaving you empty, lifeless.

Come close, mon petit.
Let me look into your eyes
And know all your secrets.
Stare into mine, yet see naught
But your own reflection.

Come close, mon petit
Let me lift your spirits
Make them soar
Slicing your wings away
At your pinnacle.

Come close, mon petit.
Let me lend you satisfaction
Hold it as your highest treasure
Then return it to me
And value your bitter shell instead.