steal a bit of your wonderful sky every night. I fit it into mine just to make it complete.And there I go with my ego. Oh, no
Tell me where I am. I've lost my head and I can't find my way home.
The only thing that I hear is the music that I fear.
How do the perfect soundtrack of beauty sound when everything is done?
With my ten arms there's nothing I can't do. I have given away my control.
