Made of water, stone and sand Came a holy man with evil eyes To rule the promised land
with the eyes of a stranger And backed on a thousand wings He played a game to teach us all
And searching for the rainbow Near the thunder roll and feel the cold wind blow
Escape from the nightmare
And the moon's shot down in flames He is back again, the evil man The king of a thousand names
Riding on the storm, the edge of time
And searching for the rainbow Near the thunder roll and feel the cold wind blow
Escape from the nightmare
Escape from the nightmare We're fallen [angels] riding on the storm And we are searching for the rainbow