The Singer -

Draw me straight into disordance

I have been stepping over sight

No one will speak of forgiveness

Except the god of all light

Call me the singer

Taken by voices

In songs you should have known

Screaming the choices

The mind will watch itself melt

When given into the plastic gaze

Stealthy the footprints on my path

That spiral down the circular trace

Call me the singer

Taken by Voices

In songs you should have known

Screaming the Choices

Imaginations covered in skin

The thick conditions of reality

Falling under the Sapphire sea

Held down by the weight of agony

(Solo: Gregg/Rich)

Bathe my faith in floods of red

Uncovering ponds of inspiration

I can find myself inside the warmth

And lose it once again in isolation

Walk me through the orange blossom trees

Let me swim in the erotic moments of me

Call me the Singer

Taken By voices

In songs you should have known

Screaming the Choices

Call me the Singer

Taken By voices

In songs you should have known

Screaming the Choices