Fall into my arms To hear my words spoken Such concealment, nevermore The disappearance of convulsion The truth will no longer abumbrate The mystery will be solved Until than, the silence enervates me I need rejuvenation Such desperation for paroxysm The spirit will awaken when the moon comes I know my predilection for you And so I will proclaim it I will confide in you these feelings No longer will they be secluded Listen now as I speak to you This is my admittance of infatuation