Wicked Visions

She was born in the land of steel
Like a poisoned flower on a needle’s tip
Just a dream that became too real
Like somebody just wrote a script
There is no shelter
And she’s the thorn of pain
Writing a story where
We’ll meet again one day
I woke up in delirium
My visions make me scream
You struck a heavy blow and now
Now I’m never getting free
Oh, she left scars of love on me
Like a sharpened knife piercing through the veil
With the heat tearing up my skin
And my blood dripping from her nails
There is no shelter
And she’s the thorn of pain
Writing a story where
We’ll meet again one day
I woke up in delirium
My visions make me scream
You struck a heavy blow and now
Now I’m never getting free
You’ll stay in my wildest memories
My freedom’s gone
But won’t be missed
I’ll wait for another fantasy
So I can do it all again
All again, all again
So I can do it all again
All again, all again
So I can do it all again
With me
With me
With me
With me
You’ll stay in my wildest memories
My freedom’s gone
But won’t be missed
I’ll wait for another fantasy
So I can do it all again
All again, all again
So I can do it all again
All again, all again
So I can do it all again