AFFAIRS OF A BLOODY PARADISE  

I hear music from the room

I see darkness around the world

Children playing on the swings

Will turn to zombies on rusted rings

Chaos around you will stay that way

No one wants to change the plays

The mighty will cower at the weak

And stab themselves over a sink

Catch the blood

Yes, hurry now

To drink later if the world goes round

Six years ago the venom spread

To my heart and to my head

Suffering of cancer only leads to death

When you see your icy breath

Crying is good way to slit your hand

Then say it's a new band

Stick your finger in a fan

And let the blood fall to the ground

Delete memories of peace and joy

Because the world is God's toy