You fell out of the clear blue sky. To the darkness below. The smell of your flesh excites me. My blood starts to flow. So help me God. . You burst in in a blaze of light.
Part One. . At sunset you hear the soft parade is coming. The cars and the beast behind all start humming. And ooh, you've got a cool machine, so let's get it running.
Saw it in the summertime. It was gray and dirty. Concrete and barbed wire. Cutting through the city. . Break on through to the other side. Was written in graffiti.
You run from surrender and your persona's clean. You stay away from mirrors. 'Cause the eyes just look too mean. You are young and you are ravaging your fate.