Butterfly Queen

Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin,
 Turning old on runaway time
 Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin,
 Turning old on runaway time
 The only thing that makes me cry is rain
 Constantly pouring on a lonely child
 Surging rushes of cold,
 Undecorated words in stale air
 Oh, maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin,
 Tturning old on runaway time
 Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin,
 Turning old on runaway time
 Your raging mouth makes me close my eyes
 The disguise you put on is pain
 But don't be an illusion, don't be an illusion
 Oh, just be rain
 Oh, maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin,
 Turning old on runaway time
 Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin,
 Turning old on runaway time
 Oh, I am not a butterfly queen
 I hide in broken shadows
 And I am not your desperate child
 You tried that one too
 Oh, I am not a butterfly queen, no
 I hide in broken shadows
 And I am not your desperate child
 You tried that one too
 Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin
 Turning old on runaway time
 Maybe heaven, maybe a dream
 Black moments of sin
 Turning old on runaway time