Pantomime Sözleri

Burning bright in the industries of night

Between the stars like a wanderer, across the sea of suns

I reached out for the radiant shadow of a figure with horns

Drawn like a moth to flame, and into the lions den

Space cities of wonders, at an evolutionary dead-end

Pale electric shadows, locked together in common self-hatred

All it takes is an idea, a single word can change the world

I tried as hard as I could to make you understand,

There`s no difference between up or down out here

Xenophobia...Five fingers are no longer enough

Xenophobia...We lost control along time ago

The Judas halo - The betrayer spirit

The human ambition in all its disfigured glory

Liars of Light - Masters of Night

We all get what we deserve in the end

Xenophobia...Five fingers are no longer enough

Xenophobia...We lost control along time ago