J'ai une ame solitaire   Feels the same   Can you not see it?   Our lips are trailing poison   The feeling will last forever   The fighting is over   Won without a sound   Alone in a white room   Alone with no one      Exstacy   Constancy   Rapidly    One, Two, Three      And if I get the chance   To lead one sheep astray   I'll pull the rope with bleeding teeth   There's something in his eyes   An angel can't tell lies   The war torn streets of Paradise   How hard the code to break   Depends on what's at stake   Perpetual state of measure