Amon Düül II - Archangel Thunderbird lyrics

When the everywhere eye Asks you, "Who is the emperor" Of the sky Take the Archangel's Thunderbird Go to Edgar Allen In the tower of sleep He'll tell you a story Which makes you to creep The echo of your cries Is falling so deep Rent a destroyer And sail to Cape Cod There lives a lion They call him God There is no elevator to Eden But a hole in the sky In shock corridors People are standing With their eyes in their hands But they don't understand Why their confessional Folding chairs Go into the narcotic Flight of stairs Baiting soldiers are sleeping In the melting House of Wax Why is the audience not taking The insurrection axe? Thousands of windows burst open And the alarm bells are broken