paradise runs from her eyes
a tear of perception
is there a sense in everything, is there a place where angels sing
tell me why we live and why we die tell me why we love and why we cry
is there a sense in everything, is there a place where angels sing
her hands caress
her hands bless her hands undress the truth of illusion
her heart is bleeding, hands can kill
she knows a sense in everything, she sings the song we cannot singher hair is burning, her eyes will thrill us.
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