На крайний случай.

Oh, the skies, tumbling from your eyes
So sublime, the chase to end all time 
Seasons call and fall, from grace and uniform
Anatomical and metaphysical

Oh, the dye,
a blood red setting sun  [bad word] through my veins
burning up my skin,
I will survive, live and thrive
Win this deadly game
Love crime
Love crime
I will survive, live and thrive
I will survive, I will survive
I will