Paradises

Paradises

paradises falling in the middle,

strangers lying you like evils.

nothing in sale for them,

but they don't care,

nothing bought for praying,

it's best not to say it.

paradises falling in nowhere,

strangers lying like bad friends.

below pictures and crosses,

the show begins for horses,

who can't see beside there,

heaven deals everywhere.

  

paradises falling in nowhere,

strangers lying like bad friends.

'cause they use you like a puppet,

'cause nothing really matters,

they will win the game you loose,

nothing with them for you to do.

paradises falling in the middle,

strangers lying you like evils.

(“The Beautful People”,   Marilyn Manson)