Из альбома: Malachai (Shadow Weaver, Part 2)
Who will pull the trigger
Send the whole thing up in flames?
Who is juggling figures
Plans the last move of the game?
Now we're coughing blood
The desert winds erupt
The power's cut
Our dream has been corrupted
Maybe we never dreamed enough
Count to five and shut your eyes
You'll find that everything's still there
A little slower, less alive
And I've got lizards in my hair
Still I chew my daily bread
I cannot let go of my thread
You still scream inside my head
All the things I should have said
Never said, never say
And the cat ripped out my tongue
The vulture swooped and stole my eyes.
I'm scavenging crumbs
in the kingdom of the flies
Fly me