Spectres

[Aaron Blackwell:] Through the shimmer of this cold alley paving See the moonshine painting the ground Cobble stones keeping tales that remain untold More than ages old Brewing mist like a shroud on the damp floor Hear it whisper lucidity away Ornate cold is the king of these streets tonight The void takes hold Make haste as the wind's getting colder It's chasing the dreamer away... Wide open minds will divine without reason Cold is the night as you're braving the gale Wide open eyes A spectre is breezing through a moonlit sky See them guises on he prowl, what a show Feel them shadows drag you into a nightmare To the melody of which you don't know If it's really there [Science & Zeitgeist:] Dance in the gloom, dance in the gloom Every move is a step to your tomb We're the machine that's gonna make you dream Phantasmagoria [Blackwell:] Time flies from the space of an hour Telling tales in the poorhouse they say... Wide open minds will divine without reason Cold is the night as you're braving the gale Wide open eyes A spectre is breezing through a moonlit sky Wide open minds will divine without reason Cold is the night as you're braving the gale Wide open minds and a spectre is breezing Cold is the night as you're braving the gale Wide open minds - once upon a moonlit night...