I see the world in a swirl of hues   But my favorite color is shame      Tonight the sky is painted   Tonight the sky is painted melancholy   And the wind sings songs as if it would lament   Some tragedy on the far side of the world      We're in the deep pockets of my mind   Where I lust after blood and pain      Tonight the sky is painted   Tonight the sky is painted melancholy   And the wind sings songs as if it would lament   Some tragedy on the far side of the world      I am I and the world is a woman   From who I must take, take, take   In an act of lust, no, in an act of pride   And I am damned but can I be saved?   Can I be saved?      Tonight the sky is painted   Tonight the sky is painted   Tonight the sky is painted melancholy   And the wind sings songs as if it would lament   Some tragedy on the far side of the world      And the wind sings songs as if it would lament   Some tragedy on the far side of the world