The Cult — Birds Of Paradise

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As I am you will be no fear my pretty one
As you are I once was and you will be again
Pray to the log God in the filthy haze
Pray to the heathen while chaos reigns
How will you fell when it comes to an end
I feel like
I’m falling
What am I to do with this vision of paradise
Don’t drink the poison
Pure illusion
What am I to do with this vision these lesser lights
As I am

As you are
Immortalized birds of paradise
These children come at you with knives
Gutter born but birds of paradise
Everything is not enough
Then everything becomes too much
How will you feel when it comes to an end
I feel like
I am falling
What am I to do with these visions of paradise
Don’t drink the poison hey
It’s pure illusion no
What am I to do with this vision these lesser lights
As I am

As you are
Immortalized in the paradise
Everything that you hold
Immortalized in paradise
And everything that you fought
Immortalized in paradise
Immortalized for hypnotised
Turn loose in paradise
And hold me now
Well hold me now
Welcome to pass
Immortalized
Birds of paradise
Well everything
Well everything
Well everything