Babylon

Full moon
That forbidden
Fragrant, sweet fruit

Good girl, now sleep tight
With a rosy servant

Adorned with a crown of thorns
Applying red like blood

Now the curtain rises

Blending into the illusion

Falling into the illusion

Kissing the illusion

Melting into the illusion

Soaring skyscrapers
Endlessly falling down
Wavering mirage
The fleeting Babylon

Someone hold me until I break
Someone stop me before I shatter

Blending into the illusion

Falling into the illusion

Kissing the illusion

Being killed by the illusion

Bathed in moonlight
My wet self rises up
Locking the edge of night
Gently trapping me

Blending into the illusion

Falling into the illusion

Kissing the illusion

Being killed by the illusion

Bathed in moonlight
My wet self rises up
Locking the edge of night
Gently trapping me