It's way past midnight. There's a howling wind. Oh God what can it be?. Something out there evil. And it's coming straight for me. The house is dark and very cold.
[K. Vanderhoof / R. Munroe]. . Lost, lost in a maze, can't rearrange, my mind is unclear. Fade, fade into black, but not fade away. Who should I turn to, where should I go, six feet too deep in the ground.
Break down the walls of forever.. Pull down hard on the lever.. Let them know that you can turn the key.. Though they try to hold us down.. Turn it up, that chainsaw sound..
Is it just the things you see that make it all worth while?. Put your God into a box and keep him by your side. Hopeless is the refugee escaping from the truth.
In a holy war from these shores. Where lands are hot and dry. Nations forged by Gods own hand. These kingdoms in the sand. . A billion dollars everyday.
Integrity of construction. The best money can buy. Her size is greater than any. A Belfast shipyard's pride. . Signal flags spelled out the word 'Success'.
Stick your fingers in the eyes of night. Rip open the belly of death and you'll see what is real. Tear down the image of youth all around. Steal the dreams from their minds and you'll find all their lies.
No matter what you say. You gotta make it through the day. You know you will, you know you will. Just call the doctor on the phone. Tell 'em you can't make it all alone.
A man exists alone hidden by a shell touched in such a wicked way. No one could ever tell is what he sees for real? Or only in his mind?. The staring of the old man's eyes chills him deep inside.
No one's born with hatred. It's something that you learn. How do you think the good Lord feels. About the crosses that you burn?. . What makes you hate the difference.
Please let us at them. Goes the barrack room cry. I'm glad I'm not going. I'm not dying to die. . I've got all my medals. Survived sneak attacks. It's not worth all the feelings.
Many, many years ago on a distant shore. Men did gather secretly beyond a hidden door. They traveled long and traveled far, darkness through the night.
[K. Vanderhoof]. . I never was a man of wonder, nothing special in my eyes. Pedestrian of common streets, an angel in disguise. A childhood spent as any other, any other child.
The endless years and hard luck tales. And some that have just moved on. I guess it could be envy. When I wonder what's gone wrong. . Fingers point at all the problems.
Mama, I'm crying. Did the silver angel warn the earth. From a blue sky falling?. . Father, I'm frightened. What will happen if it falls again?. Will you be there to shelter me?.
Just the other day. I heard the newsman say. Enemy missiles fired. And coming out our way. Will we all be told. Just who the hell we are. Where we take our ships.
[K. Vanderhoof / R. Munroe]. . Straight into a vicious wind, this is where it all begins. You bare your soul one last time, laying everything on the line.
You see my life is rather simple. I'm just another face. And all your textbooks, all you know. Will soon construct a case. . Warped emotions like a river.
It's the calm before the storm. Wishing you could see the light. Growing fear and sadness there. Can you tell it's your final sight?. . Tubes and wires keep you here.