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)