As the parasol in bloom, hid your painted eyes,
the parasites moved in and stole my porcelain bride.
She is nameless and she's vain, sucked with new attentions,
and you didnt have to change- they adored pretension.
With skin pale as the sand, near the nest we laid on,
You gave yourself away, regret as an option.

No sleeping for dreaming now,
the restless wander dark alone masking this pained shadow on our fears.
We forgot ourselves
We lost ourselves in this maze again,
chasing the moon's [bad word] descent.

She is wicked - all the sane - staved for new directions,
and she wouldn't have to change - they adored pretension.
The soothing screams seems fit, stowed and locked away,
and in one [bad word] she turned night into day.

No sleeping for dreaming now,
the restless wander dark alone masking this pained shadow on our fears.
We forgot ourselves
We lost ourselves in this maze again,
chasing the moon's [bad word] descent.

No more tries, no more sleep for dreaming
No more, cries cure [bad word] awakening
And all is left to those that could destroy their loves embrace
This could have been done with more style, with more grace

No more sleep for dreaming x3
No sleeping for dreaming now,
the restless wander dark alone masking this pained shadow on our fears.
We forgot ourselves
We lost ourselves in this maze again,
chasing the moon's [bad word] descent.

No more tries, no more sleep for dreaming
No more, cries cure [bad word] awakening.
And all is left to those that could destroy their loves embrace
This could have been done with more style, with more grace

While the parasol in bloom hid your painted eyes
As the sun climbs high, I'll watch your shadow die