(Bowie) President Joe once had a dream The world held his hand, gave their pledge So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine They called it the
President Joe once had a dream The world held his hand, gave their pledge So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine They called it the Prayer,
Love leaves the soul Blood feeds the man who stands Alone in the grasp of the hands That fornicate the land That emulate the past To infiltrate a man
A thousand bloody hand prints stain the walls of liberty, A stranger hides in dreams denied, awaiting his release. I've seen this picture before. I never
I saw a lamb standing As thought it had been slain; Seven horns and seven eyes remain. The Son of Man, the first born of the dead; Knowledge will pass
This is the final warning Before the final wave of persecution And the coming inquisition ... Somewhere between life and death, The black prince is manifest
I've heard the silence of the angels I've seen betrayed my faith in men And their conditions of salvation In which so blindly they defend Touch the light
"Lord, my God, grant me the power to bring your will Lucifer, give me this hour to feed, to kill." "In your name; I bestow your pain
My name, my face, my eyes, my rage My flesh, my blood, my father, my God, my horror My mouth, my words, my image, my world My throne, my reign, my empire
You have the right to remain silent, anything you say Can and will be used against you in a court of law. To strip away the myth from the man is only
Child in silence - I've seen the way the tears Run down your face Child of violence - I know that you Dying in this place Child without mercy - they've
See the fire burn inside my eyes See the liar turn inside my soul Enter the idol, enter the idol Let me show you casualties unknown Let me take your hand
that transcends upon the spirit of the knight Lifts him over darkness, then surrounds him in the light Opening the Saviour through the heart of his machine
"We have made a convenant with death In blood we stand The wound we cannot mend." Weeping in this silent mutilation; it is slain Speaking
Hear the sound; from the throne, tears abound...
Shelter the mind of remorse Wallow the heart of the liar Steal by the soul and the force of the nail As they follow the body of fire Knowledge reveals
The crucifixion of my brain As I wait for you Into the fields, I've lost my way I've opened veins just for the day As I wait for You The thoughts that
And his deadly wound was healed And all the world was marked and sealed In secret doctrines once concealed The deities have now revealed The feast; unto
