Beyond her butterfly She dies every day Beyond her butterfly She cries through her veins Beyond her butterfly She searches for the truth Beyond her butterfly she flies. Butterfly, butterfly in my hands you try to fly Yes I know it's so sad, in two days you must die, my butterfly. Follow this bloody trace Follow her bloody veins Maybe then you'll see She lives in a darker place A place where she calls home She wants to be alone So that she can face, her pain Butterfly, butterfly in my hands you try to fly Yes I know it's so sad, in two days you must die, my butterfly, Butterfly... butterfly... you must die ...