As all the reckless people,
I have the mark of Cain,
and if someone hurts you
I will know how to make him suffer.
I've got a map of the abyss
written in a song
and an opened black hole
in my heart.
But when you appear,
pain vanishes,
and I don't need anyone else because I know
that, as every night,
both you and me will get lost
looking for an artificial paradise.
I know that tonight my mind
is lighter than the air.
With all I've had,
I could melt the Sun.
So that you don't remind me
I've lost control
I'm always carrying a book,
an alibi for this horror.
But when you appear
pain vanishes,
and I don't need anyone else because I know
that, as every night,
both you and me will get lost
looking for an artificial paradise.
I'm always in company of strangers.
The stream leads to the sea
and I would go with anyone
from here to eternity.
If the summer was a beach,
winter was barracks,
but life is not misleading:
all is part of the same skin.
Despite that, when you appear
pain vanishes,
and I don't need anyone else because I know
that, as every night,
both you and me will get lost
looking for an artificial paradise.
How could I catch up with you
so I can be like you,
if I've always lived at the east of Eden?
How, if as every night,
both you and me will get lost
looking for an unlocked paradise?