Stranger Aeons

One more dead soul there's a hole in the sky Illuminating dream quest the prophet's eye By virtue of madness a sign of faith Lurking at the threshold you're lost Between the gates Death's a solution to life's dead illusions Stranger aeons, stained by re-creation Stranger aeons, of hallucination Stranger things that eternal lie Awaiting beyond the time to die In the city of gods in the temple of lies Initiation progression Zarathustra cries You were wrong from the start We will never part Stranger aeons, stained by re-creation Stranger aeons, of hallucination Take strange drugs, swallow your pride It's all but a game, nuclear stock piles