You believe if (you better)
I got their number
Classic camcorder
I saw everything
Dinner plate specials
The shapes of cucumber
I'm going to the papers
I am going to sing
In the cool, cool night
And in the middle of the day
I'm watching my back
I'm waiting my visitation
From the mem in black
Are they grey or is it my own nation?
It's been a good year
It's been a good summer
I wait for the door or that phone to ring
Our little race
I don't want to fail
So just in case
I made you a copy
And I put it in the mail
You believe it
I got their number
Classic camcorder
I saw everything[Falk:]
Jesus Christ I'm coming - terrestrial home.
I'm allowed to guide their train
to visit you in Rome.
I am sick of preachers telling to be plain
while you got it nice in here.
They'd better feel ashamed.
[Johann Adam von Bicken:]
Oh, ways of gold
lead us into YOUR blaze of fame.
Oh, are YOU waiting
for what we have brought YOU from hell?
[Gabriel:]
Glory of Rome, glorious home.
Praising the king of the kings.
Glory of Rome, glorious home.
Reaching for haloes and wings.
[von Bicken:]
Heading for the angels, heading for the feast,
heading for salvation and the ruin of the beast.
Let us fight the outcast, let us bring 'em fire,
let us lock the center of their wicked, mad desire.
Oh, ways of gold
lead us into YOUR blaze of fame.
Oh, are YOU waiting
for what we have brought YOU from hell?
[Gabriel:]
Glory of Rome, glorious home.
Praising the king of the kings.
Glory of Rome, glorious home.
Reaching for haloes and wings.
[Solo: Henjo]
[Pope Clemens IIX:]
Holding in my hand: Seven parts of a seal
to unlock the land of illumination I feel.
And it's been foretold: After touching the light
we shall lock the world.
But now it's our time to transcend,
The ultimate key in our hand
[Gabriel:]
Glory of Rome, glorious home.
Praising the king of the kings.
Glory of Rome, glorious home.
Reaching for haloes and wings.