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