Paradise painted over With the ice of lovers Swallowed whole, cupid's arrow Magical and in peril
So come out, hands up sweetly You're surrounded completely
No one sleeps with eyes of glowing days Can it be that snipers make mistake? Follow through at night the arrow lands It all looks good on paper so shake hands
Paradise Seen through a sniper's lens Angels sign A contract on your head
Now I see with eyes of glowing days Can it be you'll turn and walk away?