Could you live without the sun

If it burned my tender flesh?

Would you hold me in the winter

If my skin was cold as ice?

Would you tenderly kiss my lips

If behind them was dangerous weapons?

Would you wrap me in your arms

Knowing that I hungered for your blood?

Could you hold my hands

If they had ripped people apart?

Could you watch me smile

Knowing that I killed?

Could you smile

Knowing it was all for you?

Can you love the monster

I would be if you asked me to?