Pierce the vortex of your mind and see what images arise Tonight you're burning up a lie consuming your own light you'll know the meaning of flight Like a dervish on the brain my thoughts of you are spinning round you broke the bronco of my heart she wants to tear like madness The past explodes and burns purple ashes crash and fold portrait of a heart a dirge to mend the wound inside Love is a dangerous game a dangerous pain to lust I guess love of self is the only love you can trust deep