The story of a man who did never exist
Lord of the skies died
With no look in his eyes

Sleep walked into the afterlife
Died in his sleep
His face incomplete

You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin
I've seen your eyes in the bottom on my glass

You died in your sleep
Your face incomplete


One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You fill my dreams like sandman

With the taste of hedonism and death
One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation

You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death


Your dark resolve to change your face
On the eve of your death and resurrection
Heavy with sleep deprivation

By death and power intoxicated
The story of a man who did never exist
The surgeons have died

Found in barrels at a building site
Found dead with their nails ripped out
He died in his sleep

His face incomplete

One million miles away

My thoughts afloat in speculation
You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death

On million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation
You got a taste

You're playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin
The world's overpopulated

$#&@ed up anyway
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun
Don't let it get under your skin

The world's overpopulated
$#&@ed up anyway
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun


The story of a man who did never exist
Lord of the skies died

With no look in his eyes
Sleep walked into the afterlife
Died in his sleep

His face incomplete
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin

I've seen your eyes in the bottom on my glass
You died in your sleep
Your face incomplete


One million miles away
My thoughts afloat in speculation

You fill my dreams like sandman
With the taste of hedonism and death
One million miles away

My thoughts afloat in speculation

You got a taste

You're playing with the dark stuff
Don't let it get under your skin
The world's overpopulated

$#&@ed up anyway
You'd hate to think you were missing the fun
You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff

Don't let it get under your skin
I seen your eyes in the bottom of my glass
You died in your sleep
Your face incomple