A grid of starlit blood Forming in the cracks between the paving stones Soaking through my shoes Crawling up the walls of an invisible room [Chorus] Man has been struck down by hands unseen Hands unseen Man has been struck down by hands unseen Hands unseen I was woken through the night By a terrible sound i thought the moon had Fallen down, fallen down From its mooring Every single building in the town was somehow changing shape A sphere of stone or a ball of wood Rolling down the high street into the sea, sea The silence of the dead, a slow coagulation of the sky Drowning out the light, thrown across the void by a spinning ball of fire [Chorus] Man has been struck down by hands unseen Hands unseen Man has been struck down by hands unseen Hands unseen Magic bridge Here i am, here i am I am waiting The trees have disappeared into a bank of fog I cannot see my own two hands in front of me Sweeping through the rushes of this waking dream Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream