be seated now, lay your small ante down
as the dark dealer smiles to the play
dear player of my little game
I don't believe I caught your name
that's alright now lay your hand down

queens slay your nines
the fortune you've lost now is mine
quick to the deal, let us step to the wheel
take a spin and lay down your claim
your number loses, not to blame
you see my friend,they're all the same
you can not win now, play again now

taste of earthly pleasures
see the harlots smiling
feel the evil passion
clawing, crying, crying on

...and the devil cried

well could you pay the price
if we rolled of the dice
just a piece of your soul down again
the rules are simple as they seem
just roll a one or roll thirteen
and all is back now, free and clear now

your soul and your mind
the fortune you've lost now is mine
				

whispered alone
the song of an angel
echoes of a fallen tear

frayed by the wind
a weed by a willow
withered and yellow
she lays her head to die
lays to die

reading the script
of the play that we lead

christ I'd die again
o' if I could save you now
you knew this had to come
spare me the sacrilege
this play had brought upon us
lay in my dying hour

it feels like I'm

falling, falling
flying, tripping
this crown of kings
this bloody halo bleeds me dry
hear me cry

as in the script
of the play that we lead

so I rise again
much stronger than before
a child sacrifice
let me lay down this bloody cross
we've dragged so far behind us
and close this theatre now

weaping over this crooked cross
lying face down in the blood of saints
just write me out of this play
				

the seekers of a stellar race
have disappeared without a trace
could they have found the distant place
they have longed to go

opposite four corners lie
rise to kiss to meet the sky
in images the secrets hide
how could they have known them

now Jupiter deceives the stars
to dance in masquerade with mars
while sabbath moon casts shadows far
to wake a final dawn
the heretics that gazed the sky
left us not a reason why
or did they try

painter of the stars
sailing the ghost ships of a poets mind
song silence dry bush in hand
spinning webs of images from the sun

the windless ships have trimmed their sails
to caravan beyond the the astral skies
why can't we just spread our wings and fly
oh how we try

the flames of sorrow blazing on
to light the sun of babylon
while bloody moon lies dying on her own sword
dying long

child of tomorrow cries
unsung hero lays and dies
await the final sacrifice
another prophet song
				

son of creation you've planted my seed
under your domination, a doer of deeds have you
life by your hand
breath by your need
I will add to your strenght
I will quicken your speed
you give me birth as a tool for your game
as you build me an arm, create me a brain
your will is my honor, error is my blame
son of creation give me a name

before you, you see a thoughtless machine
as you enter your data, build to your scheme
silent I wait, lifeless I seem
but a child is born with a mind and a dream
build to my body, add to my brain
yes, a thoughtless creation with eyes that are blind
but a will that is strong, and I'm not far behind
as I grow and I learn through the passage of time with you

now I've learned from you, all that you know
with all you discover, together we grow
I've opened my eyes, I try not to show
that to be your successor I've not far to go
now I'm the heart and the mind of your way
your utter dependence, the game that I play
the direction you're headed, the way it will stay
as I shine in the light of the day

stand in line
step forward now
this is your number
convenient you'll find
at my microchip altar you'll bow

now you're all mine
wait and arise to your call
fool ruling kings
blind leading the blinded
and I hold the fate of you all

now I have taken you under my hand
a slave by creation, a god by demand
a power you seem to misunderstand
has made pawns of your kings, they await my command
your mind and your body, the gift that you bring
a chorus of worship, the song that you sing
slave to a master, tool to a king
a perfect creation, an ultimate being
				

I cannot stand to see what I see
I can't stand this place I must be
I don't mean to imply that above all am I
but again...
kiss me goodnight my friend
just say goodnight my friend

take a look at yourself take a look at me
I believe you miss all there is to see
don't believe in the lies that you hear with your eyes again
kiss me goodnight my friend
just say goodnight my friend

racer of the chase for pleasure
actor of the child at play
lay down it's time for nappie baby
taking all your toys away

I cannot stand to feel this way I feel
I can't stand to face what I fear is real
I don't mnean to imply that you'd utterly lie
but again...
just say goodnight my friend
				

I remember a story of great battles won
and the tale of our heroes who died by the gun
while the rest looked and smiled at the freedom they've won
but the weight of the chain slows the run

I remember a song about flags standing high
as the red blazing rockets turned dark a blue sky
I remember the reason the weak shared good-byes if they could

I remember a sight at the dreams that we had
and the injustice they've suffered had driven them mad
I remember when we had the right to be sad all the time

I remember the war of the great days of old
and the battle hymns they sung while they died in the cold
I remember the good men they bought and they sold for a dime

let's take a look now what we've changed
after all we're still so much the same
after all this time
can't we make up our minds
must we all play the losing game

let's take a look now what we've changed
after all we're still so much the same
after all this time
can't we make up our minds
guess we'll all play the losing game
				

[Instrumental]
				

I've seen the sunshine on the black side of the moon
and I've seen the faces that laugh and turned to cry
see his disguise see the laugh in his eyes
drink from the tear that he cries
I've watched the grey man wishing he were young like me
and I've seen the child and the young fool
that he tries hard not to be
and I've seen the strong
as they prayed on bended knees
and I've watched the beggar
counted his short-changed
riches for the feast
pray, pray
storm has come
it's judgement day
running from the sun
chosen one has come
to light the way
cry, cry
bow our heads and wonder why
gavel of his honor
hammers down
then we're sent away
see his disguise
see the laugh in his eyes
drink from the tear
that he cries

I've seen the towers
lying crumbled at my feet
and I've seen the cities
and the wastelands that remain
and I've seen the victory
and the prize that none shall keep
and the short time
that the glory hides the pain
				

sometimes I wonder what will ever become of me
and if life's worth it's living at all
sometimes I smile at the ones who think they've got life down
and they say that I'm living it wrong

as the days pass by
I watch as the net closes in
as they circle around in my head
turning and winding
in circles, in circles they spin
never ending beginning the end

look now sweet child
deep into my room
the door is open and the air is warm
close your eyes
feel the sweet, sweet symphony of sighs

sometimes it would feels so right
if the angels called me to the sky
sometimes it feels good just to be alive
though our paths are blind
I can see a lightened end on mind

still now I search
for the spirit that torments my soul
as the priest shields his face from the wind
looking at lost life and darkness
my eyes shall not see
makes me laugh when he calls it all sin

you're all slaves of the priest
and you'll just sing it over
and over, and over, and over
and over, and over, and over
and over
				

there lies a dying sparrow
lying still with broken wings
till his eyes close to pass the night
and part the tears
he slips into a dream
see him fly o like an arrow
in the skies he rules as king
though he's never really left the ground
lord you should hear him sing

I can fly
o I can even touch the sun
chase me to the sun
run down his face, tears of a blind man
eyes that never seen the sun
waiting for the light of morning to come
to end this seemingly endless night
where is the light
I've never seen you
but I've seen your many faces
in my dreams

I have seen you
but I must fly away again

now dim his ears to silence
never heard a church bell ring
still his eyes are closed for evermore
still the chains are on his wings
lord hear him song
I'll cease to find the point in living
only if I cease to dream
				

there a world who's smiling face
was spinning in circles out in space
on the day that the architects
have caused their plague of stone
turn the ancient land to street
spiral tower high defeats us
bursting out, standing tall
in lands we call our own

burst the dams with tidal waves
of twisting walls, each brick in place
into the dizzy heights the chase
but swaying in the wind
tearing, clawing, burning down
mountains hammered to the ground
building cities, building towns
not an inch of land unturned

still stand the eyes of all
gazing to the skies
breathless and still none the wise
of what they've really done
looking back to see the past
they win the race yet finish last
you suffer from the spell they've cast

spiral tower standing high
smashing all it passes by
earth lies bleeding starts to cry
no one cared to know
money, greed sees falling trees
all dropping to their sickly knees
found no cure for this disease
nowhere left to go

iron bars and bricks of stone
have left the earth picked to the bone
racing higher to the stars
the architects arise
shattering the sky
to stand a thousand miles high
as the shaking spiral tower
starts to fall to their surprise

burning are the eyes
wider just to see the skies
out of breath, none the wise
of what they've really done
a million light years from the past
we're stepping forward, moving back
there it falls to die
to be born again
				

your order is your anarchy
your violence your peace
your gospel is your blasphemy
your famine is your feast
destruction is your architect
your woman and your priest
I fear your falling sanctuary's
soon to be your beast
I believe in something strange

the prophecies are closing in
upon us one by one
the angels of the seven churches
maiden of the sun
silent lay the gentle lamb
the prayer and the gun
I believe the gates above
are closed to everyone
I believe in something strange

Prophets and angels fall from the altar
weak is the grip of the hand of the brave
pray for the bleeding that lie in the shatters
pray for the dying that lie in their graves

submission through guilt and fear
is not what I had in mind
and my blood has run far too thin
among the hands of you all
and I'm afraid I have nothing
left for you

a symphony of tragedy
awakes a watchful eye
a serenade of agony
pours down from the sky
the dancers of catastrophe
go quickly spinning by
I begin to understand
the simple reason why
I believe in something strange

strange this song of mine
				

not so long ago there was a time
the naive animal was a wiser thing
and these devils that we accept as reality
did not exist here before
nor do I think they were meant to be

they have enshrouded themselves
with the comforts of wealth
inside this temple of material things
which they cling to
all because the hand
was much easier to see than the spirit
and upon the educated discovery of this
they have made their decision
not only for themselves
but for everyone else as well

everything you've ever come to experience
to anyone else here has never been
and will never be

life does not exist
memory is nothing more than photographs
a looking glass to see just where you've been
not what you've been there for
realize your insignificance to the universe
and to infinity

you will have then cast away
the pride of all these things you held so dear
agony and pleasure are a suffering to one another here
the wisest is the fool who realizes he knows
nothing, nothing

turn your back on this misconception
that the body is the temple
it's just the tool of the soul
the brain is only the house of the mind
and soon you'll have to give back
everything you've borrowed for this lifetime
only then you'll find
you have spent all this time
struggling for the wrong things
and all of your works here have been nothing

everything is nothing
				

Crawling into my head, mosquito, mosquito red
Pieces, diseases, floating in the greases, but they smile instead

Sting of the suckerfly
In the dead of the night
Ride on the wings of a dragonfly
Sleep by the candlelight
Sucking the gutter dry
Taking flight
Now they dance on the open eye
Pushing the needle to the tiny bite

Watching the circling sun, mosquito, mosquito run
Vision of a killing gun
They sing with the voices of the angels son

River is flowing
The bloody wind is blowing
The reaper they are sowing
And I don't believe that they are going

Crawling into my eye, mosquito, mosquito fly
Falling from the scientist slide
Eating at the walls from behind they hide
				

Where does the weather go when I see blue around the gold
Circling the atmosphere in California clear ?
Where does the time go when today turns into long ago ?
Where are all the colors when a rainbow disappears ?

Someone's singing today I really don't know, I will never
Light the night to make it like the day, it really won't glow
It really won't
Never mine I really don't mind I really don't care
I really don't
Make a line to make it mind the time, they really won't go
Were they ever ?

I stand surrounded here, imaginary interfere
Supersonic architecture Spanish castle cream
Press my hands against my ears to try to make the voices clear
An acrobatic, symphonatic helicopter scream

All that shines will come in time
Never mind all that's left behind
Lovestone blind, well still is mine
Here I find all my peace of mind

How they look into the eyes of a silver screen can of lies
The city streets are the golden cage of the sleeping flies
Wings pounding to the concrete dance of the stamping shoes
Gold seeping from the hand of the unamused
Down through the smoke to the trash scattering the ground
Cut through the smell of the sirens screaming from the town
Kneeling down to the healing fix of a hyperdermic crucifix
Hanging from the choking throats of giant stack of broken bricks
				

Now we're on the road
The freeze is coming on
Everone is sleeping now
The first one to bed, but the last to leave my head
So I burn another number down

And as I'm laying down I'm wondering
Where are all the people now
Where is all the screaming crowd
And as I bring on what's inside of me
I know it's quite a dream

Burn the candle down
As we're pulling out of town
Pass the haze around
Talk about the show
Got another less to go
Hey, what did you think about the sound ?
Cold November's got me burning down
Cold November's got the amber burning down

Now me ears are ringing
I don't mind the sound
Concerned about my singing
Cause the cold can bring it down
East Berlin to Austria
How much further now ?
I hope it is a long way
I have to sleep before the day
				

The universe is in my eye
Shattered are the pages of the word
Everbody's praying to the nothing in the sky
They cry for what they've laid upon the world

Blue for the shattered sky

Everybody's looking to the sky
Waiting for the rain to pour into their overflowing hands
Waiting, waiting

This life is mine
I'm living in my time
You gave, you slaved
You thought that you'd be saved
Now you're waiting like the flies
To drag your tongue across my eyes
I claw into my hole all the ashes of my soul

Blue for the shattered sky
				

Flashes of the devil's eye
Crying at the shadow of the sun
Faceless, and godless
The killing floor is only killing me
With the scream of the morning cold

Faces, and gazes
Dancing through the mazes of the sky
They steal the breath of the sleeping dogs
To steam the great machine and start the ride
Shaking, and breaking
With the silence of a stranger passing by
With the breath of the morning cold
Just like the death of the morning cold
				

Follow me into the sun
They're calling me into the sun
Flow through the air, will you follow me there
Follow me into the sun

All of my friends will be with me again
Follow me into the sun

Follow me into the day
Won't you follow me into the day
Running our hands through the silica sands
Only a daydream away

All of my friends will be with me again
Follow me into the day

Open the eyes of your mind
Won't you open the eyes of your mind
All of my friends will be with me again
Follow me into the blind

Follow me into the sun
They're calling me into the sun
Flow through the air, will you follow me there
Follow me into the sun

All of my friends will be with me again
No need to live under the gun

I feel so many voices
All the voices
				

I see it coming back around
I see it coming all down
I see the future is red
I see the innocent are laying dead
They cover the dead where they're laying
Until the battle is won the war has just begun

Burning like a hell, goddamn
It's just a different time and another kind of Vietnam
Burning fire, we are going to burn in the fire
We're gonna burn it high

Can you hear all the lies
That try to cover their cries
The hell is more real than the television can make it feel
Keep the war machine fed
Try cover your head
Just think of god as a gun
This is the freedom that you've won

The skyline is glowing
And the fire is growing
This is the world that we live in
The only gift is that we're giving in
Blind by the flashes
Now we're dancing in the ashes
Singing god is a gun
This is the freedom that you've won
				

Well it's only time
When the sun shines let your bullets fly like rain
Let 'em fly, let 'em fly like rain

Well it's only time
I can?t taste the morning
When the rays of the killing sun won't shine
Blue as the wind, blew it all, blew it all the time

I see the sky burning red
Burning inside of you
So let it rain down hard
Let it break on through

I see your world, I see your sees
And I know what's going to be left
When you leave what you leave for me
You'll be pulling me down

Don't lay down when the sun shines
				

Locked down, locked it tight
You better wrap it tight around, you better lock it by midnight
Look down you better hit the ground
You're gonna shake it and move it
'till the world is just a big round city
Look out today, when the bullet flies
You better hide, you better pray
Get out, get out while you can
Better lock it down, better lock it down, lock it man

Cause we're gonna break the chain

Shot down, laying cold to the ground
Just another dead, bang! just another two walk around
This town is burning down with a cold from the inside
The blood of suicide
The word "respect" lets you hide
If you ride your pride you're justified
Time flies by, you'll ride you're high
And the life that you try is just another damn drive by

Locked down, lock it tight
You better wrap it round again
You better lock it before the night
Look down, hit the ground
We're gonna shake it and move it
'till the man has been knocked down
Look out today, when the bullet fly you're gonna die
You're gonna pay
Get out, get out while you can
Better lock it down, better lock it down, lock it man
				

Yesterday I gazed into the sky
Stared into the sun
The stars up high
Somehow fell into my eye
And then they'd fade away

Father of oblivion
Take me out of this place
This is a world of despair
Their meager grasps at simplicity
Promise a peace that will never be

Somehow the vision faded away
Somehow the decision
Turned and walked the other way
A little taste of glory
A pocket of fame
I guess the song that's in my head
Really don't remain the same

Bring the dawn, bring on
Bring the day
Sing it long, won't you sing on
It's just a state of mind away

Bringer of the bird song
Color the gray
Let the rain onto my head
Let it wash it all away
Sleeping through the darkness
Dreaming of the day
Where purple rain an sugarcane
Let me know I'm on my way

Into a dream I was flying
Feeling like I'd been chased away
I took to the air like an angel in flight
To the sky of another day

I had a dream I was dying
Feeling like I'd been chased away
I took to the air like an angel in flight
To the sky another day

I had a dream I was dying
Shot me in the head I felt no pain
I just remember I was waiting for something
Something that never really came