When the everywhere-eye asks you Who is the emperor of the sky? Take the archangel's thunderbird
Go to edgar allen In the tower of sleep He'll tell you a story Which makes you to creep The echo of your cries is falling so deep
Rent a destroyer and sail to cape cod There lives a lion, they call him God There is your elevator to eden But a hole in the sky
In shock-corridors standing People with their eyes in their hands But they don't understand Don’t get with your confessional Flare into the vaulting flight of stairs
Baiting soldiers sleeping in melting house of wax Why is the audience not taking the resurrection ax Thousands of windows burst open And the alarm bells are broken
