Looking at the world like an insect
Buzzin' in the sky
Drifting on the waves of life
On a trip bathing in the sun
Waiting for a dream, visions unseen
In peace, ruthless like a snake
Crawling in the dust, the path of lust
Whispers of delight, passion in the night
In the snowfields my childhood died
Looking at the world from a broomstick
Flying in the sky
Gliding on the clouds of life
On a quest gazing at the moon
Waiting for his voice, magical noise
In trance, hungry like a leash
Hanging in a web, my trap of death
Victim of the night
On the alter a virgin died
High high high
We're jumping up in the sky
High high high
Getting high getting high getting high
Looking at the world like a loser
Staring at the wall
Stepping through the mud of life
On the loose, hiding from the sun
Waiting for a friend, a helping hand
In pain, beaten like a dog
Looking for a rope, last chance of hope
Overload with lies, tumblin' like dice
On the alter a gambler died
| 
| 
