Word by word and line by line,
Former idols lost their shine,
Former beauty lost its face,
Though it used to set the pace.

Mix these clouds with the rain,
Night is leaving me insane,
Shiver, scare and revenge,
Don"t turn on, your eyes are strange.

Danger tempts me, so you do,
Can"t it be a déjà vu?
Cursed or holy, true or fake?
We shall see, and no mistake.