after the zero hour

suddenly she lost control of her world, a fire blazed and a chaos unfurled, a transcendent invitation, to the zero hour, she gave in to the temptation, high on curiosity, high on power, but this girl refused to die, so she drank the milk of life, was it the moon and the changing tide?, yeah this girl refuses to die, so she drank the milk of life, felt like the start of the ninth life, to feel pleasure again, to feel love, adventurous and sensuous, as high as the planes above, don't wait with bated breath, for this to all turn sour, she's learnt how to say yes, high on curiousity, high on power, so this girl refused to cry, but embrace her lust for life, was it the moon and the changing tide?, yeah this girl refused to cry, but embrace her lust for life, eyes straight ahead and open wide