A scorpio by my side   A black sign moving   Black are his eyes   Black must be his soul   Black as a martyr's face   Color of coal   Somebody smoked my paper-wings   So I must fall      A phantom in my bed-I'm not afraid   A ghost to guide me home-I'm not afraid   Two hands to hide my face-I'm not afraid   Now that I know my sign   I'm not afraid at all      A phantom in my bed   No cross at hand   But hope to give away   & charms to trade   & in return he makes   The colors fade   & brings back beauty   Long ago mislaid      The promises I broke were promises he made   Im not to blame & so I'm not afraid   To fall & hit the ground-Im not afraid   To wake up from this dream   Im not afraid to fall