i was feeling so mortal
legends were lined by my side
the world was standing on his head

my senses have forsaken me
and i saw through a million eyes
and i saw them waiting for me

their lashes painted black
their eyes were like a crucifix
their lips were as pink as Cadillacs


i was feeling like an angel
my madman was waiting in the wings

just to hear his cue
then i felt just like the devil's son
wasted wounded on the run

then i felt just like me and you
and i saw them surrounding me
with mirrors and rose-tinted bones

wearing only a lion's mane
one hand on the golden horn
and one hand on the telephone


and it's a strange way down
from the cradle to

take me by the
coz you'll never be the last one
and you'll never be the first

maybe we will meet again
in another universe


oh and then i was a titan
a hero of the silverscreen
just waiting for my bell

and then i was a troubadour
wailing waved the ghosts a door
then i was the hounds of hell

and i heard them blowing kisses
from within their satin sheets
with their bodies laying

like arrows and bows
boys falling at their feet


and it's a strange way down
from the cradle to
take me by the

coz you'll never be the last one
and you'll never be the first
maybe we will meet again

in another universe

i'm son of the richest man

the sister of an outcast
oh today i'm in the future
tomorrow i'll be in the past

i'm daughter of a daydream
the brother of a madman
i'll change my lips so often

i'm beginning not to care

now i feel my powers fading

as the blueprints and diagrams
and history books hold me to their hip
and my limbs start trembling

as my vision starts fading
and my spirit starts to slip
and i see them wave goodbye

their left hands were casting a curse
while singing songs of a paradise
from another universe