Butterfly Queen

Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin,
Turning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin,
Turning old on runaway time

The only thing that makes me cry is rain
Constantly pouring on a lonely child
Surging rushes of cold,
Undecorated words in stale air

Oh, maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin,
Tturning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin,
Turning old on runaway time

Your raging mouth makes me close my eyes
The disguise you put on is pain
But don't be an illusion, don't be an illusion
Oh, just be rain

Oh, maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin,
Turning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin,
Turning old on runaway time

Oh, I am not a butterfly queen
I hide in broken shadows
And I am not your desperate child
You tried that one too

Oh, I am not a butterfly queen, no
I hide in broken shadows
And I am not your desperate child
You tried that one too

Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time
Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
Black moments of sin
Turning old on runaway time