Xstacy

Star soul flying high,
Give me life but let me die,
Forever lasting is the sky,
Tears of silver that I cry,
For the girl who cannot see,
Electric passion over me,
And as I draw my every breath,
And wish for life and live for death,
I hope that she will come around,
With Gabriel's trumpet as the sound,
But she brings me back to ground,
Where the soul is never found,
And 'cos she cannot see inside,
The microcosm of my eye,
She can never be the one,
To liberate this bastard son,
And with this fact my honest friend,
I lend you here my soul to mend,
For as is sin a scurge of good,
This bastard son's misunderstood.