| Once upon a time into the room of pain and joy a child asleep, | |
| an old man dealing with his cream | |
| Once upon a time the man who own the child was getting off with him, | |
| crashing right into the sin | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Once upon a time the child who got no right abused and used | |
| by that man who told him bunch of lies | |
| Once upon a time there was a world of kindly words and sweet desire, | |
| today nobody is free from liars | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Old man... Baby... Magic tender fable | |
| Once upon a time the love the man the child both drifted by the rain, | |
| the rain that wash your lust away | |
| Once upon a time down to the hole of pain this | |
| was a story of a man a child who falled in love | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Old man... Baby... Magic tender fable | |
| Here, here they are, big eyes to watch, | |
| no fear big hands to touch | |
| Here, here they are, big eyes to watch, no fear big hands to touch | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, | |
| consciousness | |
| Old man... Baby... Magic tender fable |