Crossing the line.....

 

Here I rise with the break of dawn

with a new dream in my eyes,

a dream of sin, a dream of iniquity

a dream that makes me feel alive again.

I look into the mirror on the wall

and smile at what I see;

The wickedness gleaming in those eyes

makes my heart jump in ecstasy.

I smell the intoxicating air

and feel myself drowning into a trance,

where morality is a word long lost

and everything is red as the devil.

I take one last look behind

and take the leap of my life;

Here I come to the land of bliss,

crossing the line, crossing the line....