There was a day where many ways seemed to be one...
and where my life ran to the dark for the love of my light
Over the hill come alive the Angels
there are many glances
every night it's the time of the Zombies
they are little eyes of light
and if you want to know where I go when you leave me alone
come where the purple roses are born and sleeps the child...
they've a little bed of red roses
and bright flames of life
thry've shrill wings of bright light
they're little children of the night
come here!don't be afraid
this disk...it's a life potion!?