Virago
Cruelest design, a panic born out of apathy
Self inflicted wound, the failure of sanctity
Rise up above the dusk, future calamity
And lay in a bed of stars to run from these wild streets
All that you could be
She danced into the fire to feel something new
Chaos consumes desire, a tainted point of view
Swaying beneath the sun on a hallowed afternoon
Virago, there's a magic in you
Crooked devine, a taste of creeping insanity
Miles away from faith with creatures that make believe
Hide underneath the dawn away from your frailty
And float from the fractured earth to bathe in the crimson sea
All that you could be
She danced into the fire to feel something new
Chaos consumes desire, a tainted point of view
Swaying beneath the sun on a hallowed afternoon
Virago, there's a magic in you