Cold city, runs hot with pain
knives slash your jugular vein.
Cut and Run
there is no escape from the gun
tongues lie a noose around your neck
"grass stains" seal your fate.

Cut and Run
there is no escape from the gun.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
run from the gun, flee for your life

Search, search and terminate.
We have read your mind
You are an enemy of the state.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Run from the gun, flee for your life.

Assassin: "John Doe"
"I have reason to believe you are an
Enemy of the State, so, by virtue of the
powers vested in me by the State, I am
hereby obliged to terminate your existence......."

Packing up, ready to leave
heading out, it's been a good night
now we're going home.
Heading out into the dark
moving fast, lights cut a path
through the gathering gloom.

Arrive alive...
we're heading for home before the dawn comes.

Arrive Alive...
eyes in the night
they're keeping me right, they're guiding me.
Arrive Alive...
we're heading for home before the dawn comes.

Eyes in the night
keeping me right
eyes in the night

Flying through towns cloaked in fog
looking in
people asleep
now they're safe and warm
behind closed doors
lying back, feeling the speed
knowing that We're on the move
now we're eating up the miles from home. 
 

Domes of crystal, spires of light reach out
symbols of attainment once aspired
a quest for knowledge fuelled by love of peace
people never burned by fires of war.

The people of the East
grew tired of peace
now mistrust and fear
are new to us here.

Storm clouds gather, mistrust turns to hate
a confrontation none could forsee
machines of peace melt down for tools of war
one thousand years of peace destroyed.

The people of the West
though war they detest
had nowhere to run
so the killing began.

Three score and four years
battle raged on high
once proud and mighty
prepare now to die
destroyed by corruption
pretention and greed,
Atlantean achievements
dispersed as dry seeds
blown by the winds of change.

Long fell the shadows
across their land now bare
in ruins lay the towers
that crowned an island fair
laid low in death throes
a race once true and right
their power now their ruin
their downfall their might

Narrator:
Gathering together the treasures of
their wisdom and culture
The guardians constructed a vast computer
Protected by an awesome and terrible device
Shrouded in a silicate crystalline dome.

The Sentinel
the ultimate keeper of the Peace
too late to save their own
but there to guide a future race.
 

As I look to the sea,
it is just like I said it would be
the eyes of the world looked in fright
the silver dome sat on the sea
making day out of night
and all around the world
the leaders joined as one
their fingers poised on the key
thinking the war had begun.

They had given it all that they had,
their planes and guns were gone
majestically calm sat the dome,
the final onslaught was done
and all around the world
the people looked as one
the Dome had absorbed their attack
their silos of missiles had gone.

Survivor:
By my own hand, and the hands of others,
a nation on its knees
no brothers, sisters, friends, lovers,
no mountains, rivers, trees
forgive us for we know not what we have done.

Narrator:
And storms raged over the barren wastelands
of the once fertile plains of Atlantis.

And the sea crushed upon the shores,
and the land crumbled upon itself.
the vast dome, the only remaining structure
on the dying continent, shuddered and
sank slowly to the depths of the ocean...
 

Dead friends lying back to back
in this manufactured heart attack
they have done their Politician's will
10,000 years on, they'll be lying still.
Help me find a way out
hear all our restless spirits shout
turning around, I hear a new age dawn and I look on.

Tracer bullets  lightning up the sky
a soldier's duty is to die
our time's descended on this mushroom cloud
our days have ended in a chlorine shroud.
Help me find a way out
hear all our restless spirits shout
turning around, I hear a new age dawn and I look on.

Climbing our spirits they rise, above the battlefield
we are reaching our lives now in a different time
am I in Heaven or in Hell?
well personally I can't tell.

Rising, our spirits glide above the battlefield.
They are reaching up now to a higher mind.
am I in Heaven or in Hell?
well personally I don't care not one bit now.

Beam me up, beam me up
beam me up, beam me up

Soaring, our spirits they rise above the battlefield
they are joining together now as one mind.
 

Contemplating hopes and dreams of a new age
all we leave behind is tainted by tears
our tomorrows lie ahead there in the stars.

Reaching for the stars in seven heavens
into the haven of the night
formations flying like Geese, we are free.

Look on through space
our backs to the sun
we stand at the window
where all this began.

Planet Earth is shrinking
a sapphire explodes
our hearts heave a sigh
now we've reached the cross-roads.

Onward through the night
our hearts beat as one
our journey's begun to infinity.

Though my eyes are open
it's only a dream
now I'm looking upwards and so it seems
that the skies are filled with the
strangest of birds.