When shivers catch your arms like pile ups And the rigging starts to fight with lady luck Are you who you seem? Are the arms that hold you just a dream? The trap is set to spring It seems we still have on song left to sing Pull in the sails and ride the surge The tide it comes the Demi-urge Oh Lord! Oh Lord! It's an encounter with a seademon A half heart that collapses on itself With vacuums for its tentacles It starts attacking our concepts of the earth Cannons flash like razor dogs The bullets tear right through the fog Oh Lord! Oh Lord! This monster is a mist that afflicts A reappearing plague sent to trick us A lion's den, a nice dragon Oh, it's a maniac mind It's got singers to grind Oh it's a cataract eye It has hopers to blind Oh we're still standing Like a captain commanding I said we're running like the ghost Like the heavenly host I said we're running like the ghost Like the heavenly host I said we're running like the ghost Like the heavenly host I said we're running like the ghost Like the heavenly host