A scorpio by my side
A black sign moving
Black are his eyes
Black must be his soul
Black as a martyr's face
Color of coal
Somebody smoked my paper-wings
So I must fall

A phantom in my bed-I'm not afraid
A ghost to guide me home-I'm not afraid
Two hands to hide my face-I'm not afraid
Now that I know my sign
I'm not afraid at all

A phantom in my bed
No cross at hand
But hope to give away
& charms to trade
& in return he makes
The colors fade
& brings back beauty
Long ago mislaid

The promises I broke were promises he made
Im not to blame & so I'm not afraid
To fall & hit the ground-Im not afraid
To wake up from this dream
Im not afraid to fall