I've got this madman in my mind
This prolific designer
And he's working overtime
And he gets all wired up
Higher and higher as we fly
We're Poets of the Fall

Perfect, near fatal, headlong dive
A blueprint for life, blueprint your life
Aggressively primal, cultural high
This mental versailles
Much grander than the lies
You tell yourself to get through the night
Sentenced to drama for life

He tears a stampede through my head
Wild and horny
Just one chance to kill it, dead
But I will embrace it
Into the the darkness on we ride
To gamble is all

Perfect, near fatal, headlong dive
A blueprint for life, blueprint your life
Aggressively primal, cultural high
This mental versailles
Much grander than the lies
You tell yourself to get through the night
Sentenced to drama for life

(If all the isms and doctrines of life were a gentle breeze
Instead of that usual judgemental freeze
Would we all be as easily shanghaied to their cause
As now we seem to object every clause
And would we have the unerring nerve
To go after our deepest desires with a similar verve
Who would it serve?)

Perfect, near fatal, headlong dive
A blueprint for life, blueprint your life
Aggressively primal, cultural high
This mental versailles
Much grander than the lies
You tell yourself to get through the night
Sentenced to drama for life