I'm going to tear down your walls and break through your
dreams,
Open all your veins and bathe in your sleep,
Show you all the things you knew I can see,
And force you to breath the air that I breathe.

You thought you were immune to all the charm, 
To all the flashy cabaret-
But as said at the start 
you'll be mine by the day
that the sun rises in the poignant colour of your blood,
Because I understand I've been misunderstood...

Let me rephrase...

When I cut myself a home deep in your heart,
I'll prepare myself a fucking haven for my art,
Where I'll tempt all the organs to come my way
And sail a mast of your flesh into the new day.

You thought you lived your own life,
But you were just mine in reserve...
Every thought, every notion
Every vein, every nerve.