Standard (EADGBE)
Locked up in a room
A coffin with no light
But all you have to do
Is deceive your mind
A flower made of sand
Dances on your hands
A piece of universe
With immaculate stars (come on)
With balmy beetles of the night
And secular trees to bind your sight
I'll paint your artificial paradise
I can use my hands like I can use my mind
I'm gonna change your mind
You blame me for your grief
You curse me for your lies
You stare at the sun
Just to blind your eyes
A sane insanity
Goes along with your dreams
But the hunger of your rage
Is just a toothless bite (come on)
With balmy beetles of the night
And secular trees to bind your sight
I'll paint your artificial paradise
I can use my hands like I can use my mind
I'm gonna change your mind
I'm gonna change your mind
I'm gonna change your mind