We live in a world today
to burn our sun away
free all the ghosts
enslaving our rainbow
how can we lay
a part of a scientific frame
found a gathering the sea of games
yearning to see in what you believe
they want to know words to combine
clean our minds - detune our waves
and write us a chip inside

Inside of your head
Inside of your mind - Inside of me

beware of the morning side
the key to a system on the line
we are divine - parapoetic symbol
password defined
we are the gods
of the stages we've loaded

they take you away
all of your dreams
spread our will
rase our seals
paint us a new crack in the sky
blind us to analyse your mind

Inside of your head
Inside of your mind - Inside of me

the parapoetic symbol
a bridge to the other side
where we are the gods of pages we raise
				

Dokken's song

A brief encounter
Like wind through the trees
It came so suddenly
But then it was gone
Like it had never been
How could I have ever seen
A lost heart
Will take your soul

How could I have known
How could I have known
As she took me in her arms
And brought me to an end
With the kiss of death
The kiss of death

She promised paradise
As she lied upon her bed
Like a fallen angel
With the devil's charm
She promised paradise
With the kiss of death

I tried to stop
As she held out her hand
But the fire was burning inside
She knew what i wanted
She gave it and more
But now I must pay the price
We were strangers
Passing in the night

How could I have known
How could I have known
As she took me in her arms
And brought me to an end
With the kiss of death
The kiss of death

She promised paradise
As she lied upon her bed
Like a fallen angel
With the devil's charm
She promised paradise
With the kiss of death

As she took me in her arms
I felt the devil's charm
Suddenly I see
The final destiny
With the kiss of death
The kiss of death

She promised paradise
As she lied upon her bed
Like a fallen angel
With the devil's charm
She promised paradise
With the kiss of death

With the kiss of death
				

Sting's song

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
[Studio version:] The hidden law of a probable outcome
[Live version:] The hidden laws of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the Jack of diamonds
He may lay the Queen of spades
He may conceal a King in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart