Rings around the head are not a halo
Its all illusion
A planet of confusion
I hold back my wreaking havoc

I love Despina
I'll do anything to set her free
From the gravity
Of her tragedy

A girl with a halo is not an angel
Im standing on the furthest moon
Aiming for neptune
Im singing songs by psychic pisces feeling pain

I love Galatea
I would gladly die for her
She'll turn my blood into a river
My spirit immortal

An angel without wings is my protector
She cannot fly to me
But I feel her touch
And every bomb I drop

I love Thalassa
I am happy to drown in her spirit of the sea
I know its only the winds
Which make her not be at peace