Try to see through false-coloured eyes   Promise to act like grown-ups do   Is it in my genes or jeans I do not know   Stuck in a never-ending daydream   A well-hidden secret all those years   It's understood I send my regards to you      Tears of joy to tears of despair   Scratches my back with razor-sharp nails   The queen is gone and there's no time to speak   Still in an ever-lasting nightmare   The song of a ghost is following me   A salted truth out of false belief      It's over, it's over, I will always remember you name   It's over, it's over, and without you it won't be the same      This sudden death is coming