My third eye was wrenched open Strange things I beheld A host of demons dancing Colossal forms of eld I turned to my companions They were as gone as me All swept away on dark waves In vessels separately My third eye was all bloodshot My ship made water fast A mighty storm wind blowing I tried to cut the mast On a down and still descending Down a spiral never-ending I am broken beyond mending I receive but I'm not sending A nightmare's just a dream but this is real, surreal, surreal, surreal A nightmare's just a dream but this is worse, perverse, perverse, perverse A nightmare's just a dream but this is real, surreal, surreal, surreal A nightmare's just a dream but this is worse, perverse, perverse, perverse And so my mind was bending I begged it wouldn't break I cried as all foundations Would undulate and quake The tiny lamp of reason Would flicker, grow and fade I sadly contemplated The price that I had paid How will it be from now on? What should I say or do? Tomorrow, oh, tomorrow, when will this trip be through? Pan, IAO, IAO, Pan, Pan!