Scared to death by the age of the sea, 
you look right through me in heavenly,
you said that you look me,
enough to give me eternity.

And that's how it goes,
the agony of ecstasy.
The passion back,
you the thing there it goes,
is nothing more than fantasy.

----- ------ when your lies,
and the phantoms created for your mind.
Then you lose you never hide,
the ------ broke in your inside.

And that's how it goes,
the agony of ecstasy,
the passion back,
you the thing there it goes,
is nothing more than fantasy.

And that's how it goes,
the agony of ecstasy,
the passion back,
you the thing there it goes,
is nothing more than fantasy.

Always seems used to have your needs,
and the beautiful you bleed.
But tray here wait for sight 
and needs for only one more night.