Paroles: Apollo Four Forty. Millennium Fever.

Herr God, herr Lucifer
Out of the ashes I rise
The end of my century?s sundown
burnt into my eyes

Backward thinking didn?t get me
where I am today
I been dreamin? of freezing my mind
in Californi-I-A

Hey Cyberchrist cardiac-hero
From the ashes I ride
We know the meaning of life
It?s in the scream
of my bottleneck-slide

Backward thinking didn?t get me
where I am today
Get a Harley, get a hard on
Get a ride out of the U.S. of A.

Staring at the sun
Waiting for my time to come

Millennium Fever
Millennium Fever

What are you doing after the orgy?