…Oh baby I go crazy, thinkin of all the little things you do Hey baby, you think I'm crazy You woke up my heart like it's some sort of voodoo. Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. Give me the love Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. Give me the love…

…is the only life force And still we are proud of what we've done Saw this coming too many times In my nightmares Forgot to care Times of insanity liberate you to understand And you are finally whole Behind this smile…

…With the fire from the fireworks up above me With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand You run for cover in the Temple of Love You run for another, but still the same For the wind will blow my name across…

…temple he had loathed and ridiculed all his life And at the crack of dawn He knelt down by the throne Begging for the gods to listen They've always been right To do what they've done Always been right And everyone else…

…Trapped in autumn, buried beneath the leaves To the echo of the summer softly weeping Sinking further in this sanguinary sea Painting pain with pastels through her cemetery eyes Into the night we ride, scars wide open…

…just love the way you're running out of life Oh, my baby, how beautiful you are Oh, my darling, completely torn apart You're gone with the sin my baby And beautiful you are So gone with the sin, my darling Your turn Oh…

…I'm crawling over Into your mind It's getting colder Behind my eyes Painted on your face I see Remains of true beauty Torn apart by ignorance Left alone to bleed Incomplete All I am And out of reach Falling fast And…

…I love your skin oh so white I love your touch cold as ice And I love every single tear you cry I just love the way you're losing your life My Baby, how beautiful you are My Darling, completely torn apart You're gone…

…The end. The songwriter's dead. The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands Of Empathica Of Innocence Empathica Innocence The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widowed writer torn apart by chains…