A last time Now his drivin' to ruin His last words Humble and still Just drive Servant of your lord I'll be alone In love and strong It could have been like that ... it's a personal tightrope... It could have been like that ... it's a personal tightrope... And so it happened It's my personal tightrope Yeah, my personal tightrope Seconds run by I gently begin A greedy kiss On her fettered face Seconds run by I gently begin A greedy kiss On her fettered face She's so beautiful And she wants it So she takes it She looks so helpless But she wants it So she takes it Don't cry No one can hear you We're in my head And there we're alone You hold on tight With one hand - all the night Your clam's bloom I'll pierce you soon It could have been like that ... it's my personal tightrope... It could have been like that ... it's a personal tightrope... And so it happened It's my personal tightrope Yeah, my personal tightrope Hard pain Can you see the figure High upon the throne Who looks like me Hard pain Can you see the figure High upon the throne Who looks like me Singin' in high tones A lament With glaring glance he sees The beauty blind The beauty blind Yeah. The beauty blind The beauty blind The beauty blind The beauty blind Yeah come on...