She is free
She has two lives but unfortunately
No balance
She's trying her best
She's leaning
Loving
And melting gold
Making of Death
An immortal
Dreaming
Until it's dawn
Loving some more
Loving Heaven*
Lonely Lisa!
That's it
A bit of foolery
Lonely Lisa!
Divided
And all in unison
Lonely Lisa!
That's it
A bit of foolery
No "what's the point"!
Some free words
Illnesses
Demolition
Melancholy
Through the opposite door she sees
Her insanity
That she'll be throwing far away
From you
Dreaming
And melting gold
Making our dead
Immortals
Loving
Until it's dawn
Loving some more
Reaching Heaven
Lonely Lisa!
That's it,
A bit of foolery
Lonely Lisa!
Devided
And all in unison
Lonely Lisa!
That's it
A bit of foolery
No "what's the point"!
Some free words
Illness
Demolition
A revolution
Everybody for the same score**
And routine is not all great
Unless you've dreams
We need a revolution
To make desire
The soul is like this
There is no genius with no touch of ma...
No touch of madness!
Loving
And melting gold
Making our dead
Immortals
Dreaming
Until it's dawn
Loving some more
Loving Heaven
Lonely Lisa!
That's it,
A bit of foolery
Lonely Lisa!
Devided
And all in unison
Lonely Lisa!
That's it
A bit of foolery
Some "what's the point"!
Some free words
Illness
Revolution