From beauty to rage my heart could go either way with this endless pain,
I create, I predict and visualize truth and history
When I paint thses pictures
When write those letters
Maybe then life will feel just a bit better without the flames of volcano time
I want perfect skies and beautiful dreams that'll make me cry inside for life, for love I want more memories to unfold and change into a fantasy of two
It gotta be real time and this
happiness outta come through in rebirth
In this , I still love you
From beauty to rage my heart could go either way with this endless pain,