here we stand in ravishing rain joy is like pain it feels like a miracle you can't turn back, you're in chains never again return from a cynical world
if you feel you've loved me in vain why not re-live your guilty love affairs in the warm breeze you will cry again and again that's fate for a criminal
good intentions lost in thin air you were craving for affection and a certain invitation led you here to me in the cynical world
no one but me, in this cold place I will love and serve you, criminal that's your final consolation now hang on to me, in the cynical world
