On a cliff We dare to dance, The stars are the only light As we prance He swings me like A shooting star, Smiling with his precious pearls, The stars so far The only music is the Quiet wind That sings a song So violent and blind One step closer And one look at him, He’s devastatingly beautiful Like a church hymn I follow his steps As I calm my breath, So close to the edge On the brink of death The stars shine brighter then But I’m too blind To see the warning As he pushes me off out of his mind There I fall Into Death’s hands, One last glance I look at the sky And ask the stars, “why?”