Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device' And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives, But they just can't kill the beast Las...
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
Freeways flickering; cell phones chiming a tune We're riding to Utopia; road map says we'll be arriving soon Captains of the old order clinging to the reins Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains But it's a long road out of Eden (...) ...
Many times it happens we live our life in chains and we never even know we have the key.
We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds in the name of destiny and in the name of God.
