Текст песни Birds Of Paradise - The Cult

Birds Of Paradise

As I am, you will be; no fear, my pretty one\nAs you are, I once was and will be again\nPray to the low god in the filthy haze\nPray to the heathen while chaos reigns\nHow will you feel when it comes to an end?\nI feel like I’m falling\nWhat am I to do with this vision of paradise?\nDon’t drink the poison\nPure illusion\nWhat am I to do with this vision?\nThese lesser lights\nAs I am, as you are\nImmortalized\nBirds of paradise\nThese children come at you with knives\nGutter born but birds of paradise\nEverything is not enough\nThen everything becomes too much\nHow will you feel when it comes to an end?\nI feel like I’m falling\nWhat am I to do with these visions of paradise?\nDon’t drink the poison\nIt’s pure illusion, no\nWhat am I to do with this vision?\nThese lesser lights\nAs I am, as you are\nImmortalized\nIn paradise\nEverything that you hold\nImmortalized\nIn paradise\nAnd everything that you fought\nImmortalized\nIn paradise\nImmortalized\nFor hypnotised\nTurn loose\nIn paradise\nAnd hold me now\nWell, hold me now\nWell, come to pass\nImmortalized\nBirds of paradise\nWell, everything\nWell, everything\nWell, everything\nWell, everything