Burning bright in the industries of night Between the stars like a wanderer, across the sea of suns I reached out for the radiant shadow of a figure with horns Drawn like a moth to flame, and into the lion's den Space cities of wonders, at an evolutionary dead-end Pale electric shadows, locked together in common self-hatred All it takes is an idea, a single word can change the world I tried as hard as I could to make you understand There's no difference between up or down out here Xenophobia Five fingers are no longer enough Xenophobia We lost control a long time ago The Judas halo, the betrayer spirit The human ambition in all its disfigured glory Liars of light, masters of night We all get what we deserve in the end