I went up the river My army of fears and me To look at your shadow Escaping from the pale moon's lips Yesterday the small flautist Came down from the roof Told me that I was building Memories in your dream The tiger is ready To leap through the ring Of fire while a big struggle has Broken out right here Inside of me I called the trapezist for help He was the Holy day's prophet Cause holy is the day of hate And unsatisfield desire Let me go It's time I went downhill Your claws are tearing Your claws are tearing my soul The tiger is ready To leap through the ring Of fire while a big struggle has Broken out right here Inside of me My mother has still an eyepatch Of her left eye And she hates me because Of the way I walk on the wire A ballerina Broke the crystal ball And now she's looking for me At the Mmiracle caout The tiger is ready To leap through the ring Of fire while a big struggle has Broken out right here Inside of me