My apocalyptical dream of a
Man behind a mask
A vision - Delusion, a hallucination.
A something that led me astray
I have stared in a place
in a "never-been time"
I saw his feather is spinous
Injecting a virus
His mission will come to an endWhen we dance with the dead
Sweet and feral liaison
Facing pestilence scenes
In my mirror of dreamsOn the day when the sun disappears
Then I see the lights
In a city of angelsDehumanized toys dropping dead
With a strange manufacturing vice
They still live in fear of the old puppeteer
He's the beast in a white panoplyWith my stereoscope
I saw pictures of death
Watching war of the worlds
On the screen in my headOn the day when the sun disappears
Then I see the lights
In a city of angels
And we're watching a downfalling star
It reflects in a river of tears
On the day when the sun disappearsOn the day when the sun disappears
Then I see the lights
In a city of angels
And we're watching this downfalling star
It reflects in a river of tears
On the day when the sun disappears