The Creation of Sound
From the blackness of night
Comes a voice made of light
And it silently screams
"Life is absurd!"
Crying out to the stars
Out to Saturn and mars
The blindness is clear, the vision is blurred
Unspeakable word
Will never be heard
But through it all
The demons of love
Remain undisturbed
Their songs will be sung
And their rage will be love
The wheel will spin around
The creation of sound
(creation of sound)
The creation of sound
(creation of sound) (Oooo)
From the vacuum of space
Comes a mouth with no face
Then silently shouts
"I want to exist!"
Then transcending the void
Limitations destroyed
A violent wight noise
Transforming the mist
Like a frog being kissed
With a blade and a fist
And through it all
The demons of love endure and persist
Their songs will be sung
Their rage will be robbed
The wheel will spin around
The creation of sound
(The creation of sound)
The creation of sound
(The creation of sound) (Oooo)
The creation of sound
(The creation of sound) (Oooo)
The creation of sound
(The creation of sound) (Oooo)
(Oooo)