I´m waiting for a word that never comes,
I´m waiting for a face that never shows,
I´m waiting for the answer that is not here.

I´m sick with a crimson fever
corroding my senses
clouding my sight
surrounding my mind.

I´m sorry I´m not what you want
I´m sorry I´m not at your mind
I´m sorry I´m not the right one.

When this scarlet butterfly goes away
so does my pain
'Cause you are my red scream,
the monster in my dreams.

I´m sorry I have to leave
I´m sorry you never wait...
I´m standing at the edge
I can´t wait an age
my stop is the next stage.

Farewell, crimson butterfly.