Another dream The morning shades Weak lights, strong effects Poems not right, pictures of the death. I fell there's no music A lost world for me I touch you, I fell everything It's all I want. A cold paradise seems perfect? Nothing without you has perfection A file of lifes to buy But nothing interested me. The eyes painting with oil Not hypnotize yet With a tear that calls soul. Fallen angels take me to the heaven But they just use the carcass They don't need to hide They don't find the face of the queen of the sin. They found my wrist Cuted me My despair grunt But I never said that would stop. Let the tear of the pretty name goes away Give your hand to my love Be happy with me Because I'll be the happiest with you.