Fairytale

I am the storm 
My voice is the river 
Take from me I fade into you 
These eyes see more than window dressings 
And stoic virtue of mannequins 
Somewhere beyond the world of single dimension 
Beyond the façade of the sensual 
Where nothing cuts you deeper than your own blade 
Fairytale 
I am, I am insatiable 
I can, I can be anything 
I am, I am insatiable 
I can, I am my enemy 
Seen through these eyes I am predictable, 
I am made of stone 
Walk the narrow line where nothing cuts you 
deeper than your own blade 
I am the storm, my voice is the river, 
Take from me I fade into you 
Fade the corridors, fade the black world into this fairytale 
Fade, take to the sky