Feverdance

Up and up
Climbing the stair of dream
Over the Silverstar’s Horizon
And across The golden Streams
Further up!
Beyond the Circle of Samsara
And the horror of Nirvana
Where eleven Tongues scream
Word of words:
«I am that I am»
Crushed under His weight
These rats will be free
Son of earth
Daughter of fire
Snake for snake
Desire for desire
Death
Oh, holy death, enforce us now
On these fields of dreams
Let us be your plough
Rise and rise!
Across the star plunge skies
Breach the gate of lies
And see the lighthouse of damnation
Almost strident rise!
Above the letters of the name
And the 7 pillars of shame
To the death of creation
Dance and die
«The killer is a keeper
So dance with Shmashana
Yes, dance and die!»
Dreams of fevers
Dance of death
Low for high
The truth for a lie
Death
Oh, holy death
Enforce us now
On these fields of dreams
Let us be your plough
Wild and terrible howler
Earth and sky devourer
Cast down the sitting king
And break his power