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