Woorden: Porcupine Tree. This Long Silence.

A systematic killer, returning from Madrid
Murdered Mozart in his garden Mussolini ran and hid
He was chosen by his elders sitting on the shelf
They passed his heart to Satan who showered them with wealth

A Purple Haze crawled on the lawn where lonely angels played
And Shakespeare wrote of Vietnam while a president decayed
Hollow laughter from below cracked the sky in two
As Manson dance inside the flames and the yellow changed to blue

Swinging from a length of rope, Ruth Ellis blew a kiss
Merlin spoke to Norma Jean and granted her a wish
Mark Chapman stared at fantasy bare wires burned his brain
As Sergeant Pepper led the band playing through the rain

The third eye on the surface, opens up my mind
Twin visions in production, this long silence you will find