The golden eyed creature sits on his throne at us in despair Six hundred guests, humanity's Are wondering why they are
All roads lead here, all are burned Have we the things we have learned Have we a chance when the rise and dance we the time for the final romance
We find out, the name of the game Chance of a future, frozen and Or of a death brought here on a whim Why are we here, does know? Why are we here, at the terminal
The blind king has secrets, dark and like it if we were like him All the days spent in the maze Have a new man of him
All roads lead here, all are closed Are we quite certain of all that we Are we miscast or do we fast Have we the time for the repast
We find out, the name of the game Chance of a new world, sunny and Or of a burning a design Why are we here, we don't know? Why are we at the terminal show?
The red is sleeping, lost in a dream She and she sleeps all alone All of her fears are crowded in Laughing, they at her bones
All roads lead here, none lead Are we certain we're here anyway Have we been wise or are we Have we the time for our final
We better out, the name of the game Chance of a lost world, rain and Pick up your belongings, we all to pay Why are the vultures above? Why can't we fight for the right to our
We are demented, everyone Misrepresented, coming to Why are we here, we don't even Why are we at the terminal show?