Don't mind the lyrics

She is both fascinating and true,

A heart's longing that nobody knew.

She may be the key to end all pain,

A hope lost, tragically in vain.

Yet she may be what you need,

To make a wish, to make you bleed.

One final task, one fleeting chance,

To grant mercy, just for once.

She's the fragile spark in the dark,

The kind that leaves a lasting mark.

She may not be the prettiest of all,

But her breath allows you to stand tall.

For many, she's taboo—a sin of life,

But for her lover, she's the perfect wife.

For him, she is the gentle release,

A narrow road that loves to please.

So, should they be the ones to choose,

Knowing there's little left to lose?

For once you walk down that way,

There's nothing left to make you stay.