Take a look at my body, look at my hands there's so much here that I don't understand Your face saving promises, whispered like prayers I don't need
Ophelia was a demigoddess in pre-war Babylon So statuesque a silhouette in black satin evening gowns Ophelia was the mistress to A Vegas gambling man Signora Ophelia
You've been so kind and generous, I don't know how you keep on giving For your kindness I'm in debt to you For your selflessness, my admiration For everything
It's a pity It's a crying shame He pulled you down again How painful it must be To bruise so easily Inside It?s a pity It?s a downright crime It
What's it like there outside With the living, with the living He'd found a place I can hide From the living, from the living Because I don't care to
Remember how it all began the apple and the fall of man the price we pay so the people say Down the path of shame it led us dare to bite the hand that
There?s a land beyond the river that they call the sweet forever and we?ll only reach that shore by fate?s decree one by one we?ll gain the portals there