You might think we care about the age in this cult We dont, we accept our guests no matter how old. In this temple is no rules, no bitterness or envy One look in your way and she burns through your flesh and soul I'm carefree by the nature but this place bring out the wary side of me Soul loves the redemption, but mind doesn't approve of it We all have our minds and souls in eternal war, so there is no escape from this cult. Each of us have minds full with different versions of paradise. Our souls wander looking for god knows what. My mind is always finding its way to you, and once I get the sight of you, my eyes cant stop hunting you. They admire how you fly above the sky, but remember the higher you fly the lower you fall. You are my version of paradise. There is no end of this eternal haunted dance. We get tired when the sun rises, and once it has risen i wonder how come we are more alive in the darkness. You make me mad, actually insane. You keep washing my brain out again and again convincing the darkness is what I need. I scream at you telling I had enough. I have enough of you, I have enough of myself. I have enough of drinking and enough of your drugs. She says: I wanna see your anger, while laughing in my face, I want you to feel desperate, hungry, i want you to show me how much you actually hate me. I need you to turn into a monster when you are away from me. You don't have enough willpower to stay away from me, you strip me naked with your eyes, I can see the hunger, desperation. And just like that everything turns red around me. She molded me how she wanted and now I'm high with her, she has me at her mercy and she damn well knows it. She is the devil, she is my paradise.