(Music by Matos)(Lyrics by Matos)
Day by day
Wheels Keep turning round
And everynight
Many restless creatures
longing for the dawn
To heal away
Their eternal pain...
Hope the saints arrive
Bringing the signs
Of treasure to be found
Now we walk alone
And we've got to know
The secrets all around
Breaking our hearts of stone,
Tasting our lives,
Setting us free to decide...
"Wings Of Reality,
Take me higher and higher
Show me the way to be
I guess I've found my way
Everyday growing stronger
So many words to say
So many things to do..."
The Ghosts get closer to my fears
A beast has awakened here inside...
All we don't know, nobody knows?
...And the pay back is coming someday!!The seance has just been told,
The slaughter has just been sold,
To some people who won't get old,
Cause their skin is getting cold.
The room that's in the back,
That's where I lost it all.
In the room that's in the back,
Let's go have a ball.
Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues.
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son.
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues.
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son.
Head burning up, chain-smoking,
Everybody here is choking.
Shrunken heads are joking,
And new-born skull is broke.
And the room that's in the back,
Is where I lost it all.
In the room that's in the back,
Let's go have a ball.
Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues.
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son.
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues.
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son.
Cause I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues.
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son.
I'm slipping into the Charlie Manson Blues.
I'm a stupid dressed Jesus son.
Whoa, Goddammit!
Shit!