Heart full of mirrors,But I couldn’t see truth,Drank from your venom,While I played the muse,Hid in the palace,Of the fated reign,A star for the tempered,And a love misplaced.
With nothing left to lose,In the tangled web,Of a star-crossed pursuit.
What is loneliness,But another phrase,For a waning end,A lie that binds,When we play pretend,
If this is how it goes out,I don’t want a love I can’t defend.
Lost all the spirit,So I ate the fruit,I ate the fruit,A sinner for the pleasure,That the devil consumes,The devil consumes,High off the holy,Hymn of good intent,Of good intent,I pleaded for the mercy,As I made the descent,I made the descent.
With nothing left to lose,In a tangled web,Of a star-crossed pursuit.

You, you, you, you
You, you