Youth emerging red from my soul
So hot that I cannot pretend
My love is not a stereotype
A dream in my world of truth
I am a bloody type
And you're my blood type
In this sacred, eternal archetype
Can you see the light
Within the shadow of darkness
God bless we have the same blood type
This type of passion is rare
And still an old one
Don't leave the past is unexplained
This time for us is in this shady present
Hot blood in both of our hearts