| You're the source. | |
| My disbelief in innocence arise. | |
| Feel that ghost seducing me. | |
| Try to reach a hand in that golden circle. | |
| You are no angel. | |
| And my heart is more than emptyness. | |
| In the shadow of myself and | |
| I sleep under the trees and no one else is sleeping well. | |
| Burn me tonight. | |
| Feeling my lies slip away. | |
| Burn me tonight. | |
| And kill the demons in me. | |
| Facing a saint feeling my life slip away. | |
| Burn me tonight. | |
| Until I'm disapointed. | |
| Burn me tonight and kill the demons in me. | |
| I disbelief in the summer in pearl lake. | |
| I'm the pine float. | |
| And now you're falling apart from me. | |
| You are no angel!!! |