Play that guitar, make her cry
Cry all her deepest secrets alive
Call the sky, let them know why
While you grin sarcastically
Her tragedy lies beneath a lie
A lie that sneaks in through the night
Like a snake sidewinding in mass
It’s only the beautiful tragedy of life
They celebrated your day of birth
Preparing you for the greatest fair
Swerving stems with thorns in them
That’s the beauty of your tragic life
Kill the heavens with a bloody kiss
Punch her walls with a piercing sin
She is hurting with her butterfly wings
Butterfly fly… I release you to fly free…