We told our king to meet us  We'd wait there in the rain  He had a lot to give for us  Had a lot to sing, to sing    Tables full of promises  Promised for a tale  So we told for our lives  Obeyed to his will, his will    Rosen rosebud, Rosy, Rosy mine  Rosen rosebud, Rosy, Rosy mine  Try to catch the scream, the scream of the butterfly    Rosen rosebud, Rosy, Rosy mine  Try to catch the scream, the scream of the butterfly    While waiting  He caught us by surprise  He gave away our promises  Full of butterflies    Will you come  It hurts there in the rain  You have lots of burning castles  We have a burning will    I can see you downstairs, hiding in the darkness  Wheezing miserably in anxiety    I cannot see, I cannot see    I'm shivering, freezing  Suffering, bleeding  I'm whispering, crying  My silent scream