Moving Light

In a world of savageness
We're caught in restlessness
And all we ask for
Is not enough, we want more
A sad realm of art
Left in matter
A sad realm of art
Trivial, diseased
And we're going nowhere
We are floating somewhere
And we're going nowhere
We are floating somewhere
We are travelling in moving light
We accept that we are losing power
If there is no more release in sight
We live on in this vibrating night
Loss of age and loss of race
Loss of doubt and loss of faith
If you've got what we ask for
Don't be surprised if we need more
And we praise the nightbreed
We come close to what we seek
And we praise the nightbreed
We come close to what we seek
We are travelling in moving light
We accept that we are losing power
If there is no more release in sight
We live on in this vibrating night
Imagine how we'll never be the same again
Imagine how we'll never be the same again