Einstein was not a handsome fellow Nobody ever called him Al He had a long moustache to pull on, it was yellow I don't believe he ever had a girl One
Night sky and city Keeps us in Life signs of pity weep within Games of reality are hard to win The child of the Third World looks so thin Dangerous visions
In the back of my neck I can feel a strange sensation Feels like I'm heading for the crisis of all creation Only those with death wish understand my situation
Hashish-hashin, Hashish-hashin Hashish-hashin, Hashish-hashin Hashish-hashin, Hashish-hashin Hashishin Black-September, Black-September Black-September
Lives of great men all remind us We may make our lives sublime And departing leave behind us Footprints in the sands of time Of hewn stones, the sacred
We are the warriors at the edge of time We are Humanity's scythe to sweep this way and that And cut the Enemy down as weeds We are Humanity's spade to
I have come but I do not choose now To do what I came to do Navigation computer report Orbital status now maintained Target zone vectors logged in The
Flat block of two dimensions Neon totem pole to the sky Keeping scores of people stacked up so high Above the ground But all they can hear is the sound
A clash of steel, a blinding light Is this the start of Chaos' fight? We were born to be free Not to live in terror under tyranny My eyes were blind I
Is this the time gone before Is this the way ? No I'm not sure Can I stop is it too late Is this the place where I disintegrate
Single Mesh Gearbox Overhead Cam Mohair motorised wolf L-L-L-L-Looking for lambs Power-Assisted Steering 8-Track Stereo Leopard Skin Upholstery FM Radio
Cockpit check? Yes, okay Largactil, five milligrams Largactil, check Valium, ten milligrams Valium, ten, check Haloperidol, five milligrams Which one
The elements that gather here Upon this hill shall cast no fear Of lines that match across the world For travel which no man has ever heard The moon
Fire of destiny Fire of reality Zarozinia The burning of flesh Flames loving caress Zarozinia Water from a thousand tears Feeling of a thousand years
Out of the shadows And into the light Out of the background And into the fight Out of the jungles And back on the streets Out of the blizzard And into
Waiting in the valley of all creation Calling out a song for the state of the nation I am son born of father never related Frozen in a bank of ice essence
We have malfunction on screens Switching to computer override now
Crystal evenings, long ago, twisted winds and weeping snow We missed a turning in the past, is there anything that can last The race is run, the time
