I'd waive the fare to the portal, of the existence between us
I'm longing for moments with you, perfection
And you're proof of it
I'd drink the poison from the bottom of your scarlet eyes
Together you and I
And excreting aspirations
Time stands still on angel's wings
Your wings; you angel
(So let's find a road where no one goes and make a toast, here's to the night)
Don't be foolish; this is only time stepping around us
Everything seems so still