Falling out of paradise,
they dragged me down and broke my spine
and the glory
all glitter that I had is gone,
and I must forget,
but devils are dancing circles in my head –
I’m haunted;
dust is covering my tracks
it’s just the name I have I can’t forget,
I rose prayers to the only god I had
and He cruelly listened so I’ve left,
if I’d hold you tight as you once said
will my heart stop and my soul turn red?
the dream is fed with blood and need,
and I am people wondering –
I hope you understand
the stars are purple to the end…