Pinhole sunrise
Sodium lit
Murk and ambiguity sleep together
Down in the seabed

One moment of calm in a chaotic rift

These dark vessels
Of the fourth plateau
Scheme vicious pastimes
That live by night

Orphans of the smog
Attiré par le chaos
Soldiers of false beliefs
Progress the beauty of destruction

Their slogan:
"Making better mistakes with tomorrow"
It has the sound of a long goodbye
It lights the final flare

Deep are the memories
Precious they stay and
No passing day
Will ever take them away
And there
Forever in our hearts to stay.

My hearts an
Open door to another
Cold War and
I don't know  
what side
I'm fighting for
Anymore.

We'll walk holding hands
So tight kissing all through the night and
We'll talk like lover's tonight
And we'll end up making love under the Moonlight.

I reach out
To ask for help
But I stare up
At an empty sky
Not one star to guide me
Not one hand to hold
Nothing to stop my endless fall