[Some things, no matter how right they feel, are not as they appear]



Sink your identity

Fuse with a heavenly body

Lose your heart

And make a god in her image



Sink into oblivion

Friends, your love I have forgotten

Mend your hearts

And make a god in her image and mine



Is this what you call ecstacy?

Child your paradise is foolish

Feel your heart break and bleed

As she steals it



Think of an alternative

Friend a soulmate isn't worth your soul

Free your heart

Exorcise the devil from your life



Caught between the devil and her deep blue eyes

Friend foolish, beauty wise, in a fools paradise