After you my dear,
in mutial use we're one, you see
You will know, how it feels to sing along,
with angelsongs, and ride the glory winds

Rule the tide
lose all thats you, all you can memorize

It's to bad, you're stuck in your stupidity
Use your head, it's just a game of give and take
Make your choice, it's joy versus reality

In a dream a woman cried from high above
Telling me In heaven they don't have enough
Can't you see, weOre messengers of higher breed

You and me,
We're all that's left of men's supremacy

Chorus

Eyes behold; one of these days all my dreams'll enfold
Lies scream; It's over...over...
In return; for 'all the faith' that you had in me
You all may dig your holes

To be continued...