When the everywhere-eye
Asks you
Who is the emperor
Of the sky
Take the Archangel's Thunderbird
Go to Edgar Allen
In the tower of sleep
He'll tell you a story
Which makes you to creep
The echo of your cries
Is falling so deep
Rent a destroyer
And sail to Cape Cod
There lives a lion
They call him God
There is no elevator to Eden
But a hole in the sky
In shock-corridors
People are standing
With their eyes in their hands
But they don't understand
Why their confessional folding-chairs
Go into the narcotic flight of stairs
Baiting soldiers are sleeping
In the melting House of Wax
Why is the audience not taking
The insurrection-axe
Thousands of windows burst open
And the alarm bells are broken
first listened to this song 35 years ago still sends shivers down my spine
gerharddehls 1 week ago
This is a freaking great performance, I'd see them for sure.
groovsh8ker 1 week ago
Just awesome! Great to see live. Thanks for posting.
Thereyago21 2 months ago
I'm in love.
smiffi 3 months ago
That gurning drummer seems to be driving this way to hard, put him at the back of the stage and in back his place.
BoycottStabb 4 months ago