You fooled the heavens with black fire spells
That life can just be given away and not get derailed
And all the madmen's words, which were our words,
You would enchant with drugs in the dissolute silence
You'd mourn with the cupids, naked and drunk
Because you had unfinished business with the immortals
Defeated, you'd stutter the arias of an opera
A student from a province in front of two prophecies
Why did you have to envy, and what good did it do you, the glorious cities like Paris
The whole world is just a drug den now, anyway
You staked a claim to the miracles that hashish gives
And the hallucinations of those that live inside prisons
And one night, when you dressed up as Hamlet of the Moon
You blew out the stage lights
And you started soliloquising and solving riddles
Of an art and an era that's old and dark
Why did you have to envy, and what good did it do you, the glorious cities like Paris
The whole world is just a drug den now, anyway
You staked a claim to the miracles that hashish gives
And the hallucinations of those that live inside prisons