Far Cry

Like on golden wings

Beneath the misty clouds

My heart is all my joy

Touched by a siren singing

I thought I knew it all about all about

Me an exploited gal

My visions fallen from grace

Trapped in my own hell

Faced by realities; derailed

A bitter sweet truth; I failed

There is no gold in the sky

Colors fade to grey

My dreams can't deploy

My breast starts to cry

For my illusions I will pay I will pay

Me an exploited gal

My visions fallen from grace

Trapped in my own hell

Faced by realities; derailed

A bitter sweet truth; I failed

I will stretch my dark arm

In black my future falls

Finally I am no toy

My victims I will harm