Testo Enemy

Born of contact with this world. Transformed by passion, changes
what I once knew into the enemy. Sence of love smashed by you.
I try to keep control. My mind runs wild. Unsatisfied by this
transformation, no longer know my true position. Steals my purity
and my sanity. Keeps me entangled in illusion and wrath. Sinful
enemy. I want it back, the relationship we once had. Lust......
Caitanya