A pound of flesh for paradise.
That is what they say.
My body bleeds to pay the price
I'd pay it any day.
Till nothing but my bones remain.
Because paradise is my high.
With ecstasy my body sighs.
But all to soon my mind returns.
Desperate, I put knife to flesh.
For paradise my soul yearns.
Price paid my journey begins fresh.
I sit back and leave the world.
For just a little longer.
But as always I'm cursed to return.
But my desire for my paradise just grows stronger...