Butterfly Queen
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
The only thing that makes me cry is rain
Constantly pouring on a lonely child
Surging rushes of cold
Undecorated words in stale air
Oh, maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Tturning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
Your raging mouth makes me close my eyes
The disguise you put on is pain
But don't be an illusion, don't be an illusion
Oh, just be rain
Oh, maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
Oh, I am not a butterfly queen
I hide in broken shadows
And I am not your desperate child
You tried that one too
Oh, I am not a butterfly queen, no
I hide in broken shadows
And I am not your desperate child
You tried that one too
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time