Из альбома: The Sword of God
Against the grain
a stray from the herd
jumped up on the stage
mumbled empty words
A walking anachronism
a real museum piece
a drug-dazed argonaut
without the golden fleece
Just then the Sword of God appeared out of thin air
Meanwhile everyone
was lining up to see
sheep in wolves clothing
dancing on TV
Stars in their eyes
or are they dollar signs?
An unsuspected enemy
deep behind the lines.
Again the Sword of God appeared out of thin air