the last week conquered my mind
I’m scared of [bad word] blind
to tired to sleep
my body seems to fade away
won’t need it anymore anyway
this isn’t to defeat
I allready gave up
the enemy`s much stronger
it just can’t be understood

I would have flown to the wicked demons of the moon
I would have given anything to set the stones in bloom
I would have danced on the sunbeams
but he doesn’t care
would have forgotten all the scars burning under my skin
I would have lived all the dreams that he saw me in
I would have changed anything but he doesn’t care
he doesn’t seem to care at all

I ate the forbidden [bad word] now I’m [bad word] mute
I’ll lay down my name
whispers in my head
are telling me it’s dead
but I still want to regain and wash away the stains
I allready gave up
`cause love is always stronger
I’ve fallen it’s to late now

I would have flown to the wicked demons of the moon...