The Magic In My Heart is Dead

I should have believed you, why would you lie? You were always very into the sky Describing what it will feel like when one of us dies Screaming, "This is the end, we have no more time" We have no more time I could have believed you, but I never

When our masterpiece is complete And the coroner's report is back in It will read, "The cause of death: art" Art It will read, "The cause of death: art" Art Your death scene projected on the ceiling What's in your veins will express th