Inside this fantasy 
It seems so real to me 
Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open 
 [bad word] Love behind a wall 
Where men and angels fall 
fading memory, when my mind is frozen 

I can see a frozen point in time 
Where her figure still awaits 
Tongue of fire tracing lips outline 
Where frozen breath originates 

With one motion of her wanting eyes 
She strips everything away 
This one moment is intensified 
And the colors all fade to grey 

Inside this fantasy 
It seems so real to me 
Synthetic ecstasy, when her legs are open 
 [bad word] Love behind a wall 
Where men and angels fall 
fading memory, when my mind is frozen