Pick up the fragments and piece them together. Tell me do you like what you've found?. Are your thoughts like the earth spinning round?. Existence is pure pantomime.
Midsummer 2045 they lay upon. The beaches burning. Insects on a ball of rock. Upon it's axis slowly turning. Steel and concrete melanomas. Punctuate the hot sunrise.
Why do you still refuse to see,. This vast global conspiracy,. That's infiltrating lives and homes?. (A race replaced by servile drones).. . Chips are down and stakes are high,.
There's a "Fat Cat" sitting in a Cadillac. Riding ten feet off the floor. Who says "I used to do a little, but I couldn't get enough. And so a little got more and more.".
[The Farm Hand's Ghost:]. "My kin and I had laboured hard. To reap the yearly harvest.. Lain weary on our gathered sheaves we. Cracked a vat of ale. Poured a toast;.
'Free citizens of Planet Earth';. The leptons in some base equation.. Bound by swaddling-chains from birth,. Unto travail and assentation.. Given what they're taught to crave;.
A species in it's infancy--a living idiosyncrasy,. This 'naked ape' believes itself divine.. Assured of it's supremacy--it dreams of immortality,. The first words that it speaks--"This world is mine.".
Deep in the castle and back from the war. Back with milady and the fires burnt tall. Hurrah went the men down below. All outside was the rain and snow.
[Intro:] 'Megeddo's Gateway.'. Hunter of the silent darkness--. Mighty steel leviathan,. Rise from your nocturnal vigil--. 'Davey Jones' the time has come..
All I hear are peace talks and battle cries.. . Everyone's losing - nobody's winning,. So run for your lives when the shrapnel's spinning.. . Pictures of the crippled - wounded on the frontline.
Sometimes life feels like an ocean,. cruel and far too cold to mention.. Though you raise a great commotion - still no-one pays you attention. There's no sail on the horizon,.
She came down from the Western Hills when we were not prepared. I turned deaf ears to words of warning now I'm running scared.. Casting caution to the wind now that the cat's away.
You'll meet his kind in the strangest of places,. Great what you find if you turn enough stones.. Legerdmain eyes wear the sweetest of faces -. You're quick to invite into your hearts and homes..
There's a beast in the cellar. There since this building was made. He's lurked in the shadows. From when its foundations were laid. . From my double-helix he taunts me.
I'll sing to you of days departed,. Times when men proud and stouthearted carved their names on history's bloody. page,. The corpse of chivalry long dead.
I have walked the earth so many times before your birth,. Today is only yesterday's tomorrow.. And as a Gardner in Eden it was i who sowed the seed then.
Moonlit faces - ghostly white. Robed in midnight leather. Death - heads adorn their necks. But they have lived forever.. . Malign, nocturnal predators.
Science never sleeps - so I'm singing it a lullabye,. of wolves in sheeps clothing - devils in disguise,. and lab-coats draped over big black lies.. .
Out of the East a prince shall rise. To summon fire from the skies.. . I'm lord of this wasteland - where my word is law. My bedfellows pestilence, famine and war.
An apple in the eye of the storm that's coming. When winds of change sweep 'cross the land. These "old grey men" have braved the weather. Watched kingdoms fall while they still stand..