Korova - Lucid Silence Day Parade (to Jesus Race On Steelmasts High) lyrics

On the Autobahn to Sulphurland's yellow smokelit Skies smells (along) a Motorcar with Windows carved of Angel Eyes, through which seen Landscapes change... And through the drysunned Valley of Chimneys to Hellscraper-Town Code 666 the Powerlines flash golden, hung up high on ancient Steelmastgiants while red Pupils watch the MedianStrip and sink into deaf Daymares. Stiring the holy Anthony Fire, loading the Files to new Worlds beyond, where Limen falls to Zero, (the) Cherubims play Trumpet with their Asses for the Glory of the Summersolsticeborn and Cat with Horns. And all Horizons are crammed with Crosses as the Windscreen-Iris widens on the Lucid Silence Day Parade to JesusRace on SteelMasts high. Around fragmentated Images they rotate with the Woe of ten Wars. Each one drags the most martyrial Cross and of Course mine is heavier than thine. The Harlequin with working Cheek-Bones grins his Pranks to amuse those Crowned with thornesque Pitybullets, nailed upon a silent Horror between all these restless Dreams. "Wi e rld ki e ll th Wo ll m A er s g He en ft eein av ?" Around fragmentated Images they rotate with the Woe of ten Wars on the Lucid Silence Day Parade to JesusRace on SteelMasts high.