I have a eulogy pouring out o f me 
coldness pouring out of me [bad word] hither to me, as I preach to thee 
So wake up, as I preach to thee 
If I can"t conquer the atlas of your body 
Then help me lord 
Reach for me 
I raise my arms up to thee 
I love you with the tears of all my sorry life 
Thy sunrise gushes into me like burning gold 
In moonlight I see yourself 
Naked, for me to hold 
You have a eulogy for the world to see 
Up there with the stars, for mankind to see 
I was cynical 
I was beautiful 
The deep secrets in my eyes 
There was something there 
That made me aware 
drop of passion in your eyes 
Where she lays free 
There"s a portrait there 
That looks just like me 
In great Babylon 
Right down by the sea 
Fear keeps [bad word] on 
Take me far from this dark 
Enslave all for the world 
End this now, close us down 
There"s a portrait