When shivers catch your arms like pile ups
And the rigging starts to fight with lady luck
Are you who you seem?
Are the arms that hold you just a dream?
The trap is set to spring
It seems we still have on song left to sing
Pull in the sails and ride the surge
The tide it comes the Demi-urge
Oh Lord! Oh Lord!
It's an encounter with a seademon
A half heart that collapses on itself
With vacuums for its tentacles
It starts attacking our concepts of the earth
Cannons flash like razor dogs
The bullets tear right through the fog
Oh Lord! Oh Lord!
This monster is a mist that afflicts
A reappearing plague sent to trick us
A lion's den, a nice dragon
Oh, it's a maniac mind
It's got singers to grind
Oh it's a cataract eye
It has hopers to blind
Oh we're still standing
Like a captain commanding
I said we're running like the ghost
Like the heavenly host
I said we're running like the ghost
Like the heavenly host
I said we're running like the ghost
Like the heavenly host
I said we're running like the ghost
Like the heavenly host