Lyrics: The Culture Of Night

Like Satyricon
a Pantheon at war of the worlds
like a paragon
the galaxy of dreams we observe
Through a hundred thousand
years of light
a message to our globe
astronomy moves endlessly
through eyes of the probe
On a starry night
construction of a dream
in a dream
from my satellite
watching the scene
Like Satyricon
the matter of the cold in the dark
like a paragon
our galaxy contracts at the heart
Dance a million billion stars away
a mission we defend
cosmology the mystery of rays
heavensent On a starry night
construction of a dream in a dream
from my satellite
watching the scene
Numbers collected
picture restored
vacuum seance vacuum seance
Like Satyricon
the matter of the cold in the dark
like a paragon
straight from the heart Like Satyricon
a Pantheon at war of the worlds
like a paragon
the galaxy of dreams we observe

Like a Pantheon stars I observe
Numbers collected picture restored
vacuum seance vacuum seance

When I sleep
when I dream
I can see the culture of night
Where I go
I take in
I feel free
in the culture of night
the culture of night
There's a room inside of me
a thousand lightyears wide
all I need to set me free
is take a look inside
Search and find
scan my mind look for a sign
When I sleep when I dream
I can see the culture of night
Where I go
I take in
I feel free
in the culture of night
the culture of night
Matters of the consciousness
are matters of the soul
where am I in all of this
go find myse
lf the goal search and find
scan my mind look for a sign
When I sleep
when I dream
I can see the culture of night
Where I go
I take in
I feel free
in the culture of night
the culture of night

Sailing on a deep blue see,
Where dolphins roam the waters free,
What`s the law of nature?
Can we fly like dolphins dive
Standing on the mountain high,
A leap of faith to touch the sky,
These are dreams of heroes,
These are dreams to feel alive

Eagles on solid air
Put their trust in the atmosphere,
Riding on heavens high,
This is the way,
This is the day
Man has learned to fly

Like the albatros
Covers the horizon,
Icaros! Spread your wings and fly

Sitting in the rocket ship
An exodus on a magic trip
What`s the law of nature?
Can we open up the skies?
Through the holes of time and space
A future for the human race,
These are dreams of heroes,
These are dreams to feel alive

Eagles on solid air
Put their trust in the atmosphere,
Riding on heavens high,
This is the way,
This is the day
Man has learned to fly
Like the albatros
Covers the horizon,
Icaros!
Spread your wings and fly

I've got a mission
a magic to pertorm
this rite of passage
like the riders of the storm
I'll be your hero
an angel in the sky
countdown to zero
and the rockets flying high

Let the mountain come to me
that's how it's got to be
let them come to me
Bring rain
and thunder to my throne
I'll do it all alone
let them come to me
let them come to me
Bring them home to see
let them come to me
let them come to me

I've got devotion
construction is my aim
take this corrosion
and the pressures of today
We stay survivors
we keep our goals alive
remain outsiders
and hold our spirits high

Let the mountain come to me
that's how it's got to be
let them come to me
Bring rain
and thunder to my throne
I'll do it all alone
let them come to me
let them come to me
Bring them home to see
let them come to me
let them come to me
and the rockets flying high
Let the mountain come to me
that's how it's got to be
let them come to me

She doesn`t dare to open her eyes,
Cos everytime she does a part of her dies.
Her eyelids protecting her from the outside
Locked in the cage with all her rage.

And then the tears come,
And then the tears come,
And then the tears come, rolling, rolling down,
And then the tears come, rolling, rolling down.

She took it too far,
She was too brave.
You can`t take away,
What god ones gave.
Water, nutrition and the comfort of the cage,
Red turns to gray,
Faiding away!
So we have to keep her in this room,
She`s a flower who`s despertly trying to bloom.

And then the tears come,
And then the tears come,
And then the tears come, rolling, rolling down,
And then the tears come, rolling, rolling down.

There's an infrared light
cast on my telescope
there's a radiant vibe
shining from a black hole

Can you feel the power
feel the power feel the power
from the stratosphere
Can you feel the power
feel the power feel the power
In the late night hour
can you feel the power
from out there

Although lightyears between
through the tunnels we see
on our satellite screen
there's a future to free

Can you feel the power
feel the power feel the power
from the stratosphere
Can you feel the power
feel the power feel the power
In the late night hour
can you feel the power
from out there

There's a chemical bond
to the planets of life
four dimensions beyond
we make contact tonight

Nobody told me
So it took a little time
I saw a God in everyone
But in the end my thoughts
Kept rolling through my mind
And I feel
Cos I'm real
It's a steal
Yeah,
Somehow I
Love these tears run dry
And sometime soon
You will change
I keep talking to myself
Making promises again
Saying to myself
That some time soon
Things will change
Could have played it diferently
Could have moved another way
But there is no point in looking back
Change the colours religion
Listen to what I say

When I can write the books I read
when I can paint landscapes I see
get down and chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
fly me higher

If I could climb the mountains high
if I could reach and touch the sky
get down and chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra fly me higher

One day I'll face one day I'll find
the mind behind this great design get down
and chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
fly me higher

Go paint the scenes you see
write down the words you hear
live deep inside your dreams
go levitate be clear
Go climb the mountains high
make room for more design
reach out and touch the sky
the mind behind

One day I'll write the books
I read one day I'll paint landscapes
I see get down and chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
fly me higher

Til then I sing the sounds
I hear I levitate my state is clear
get down and chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
chant like a mantra
fly me higher

(HANSSON / WOLLBECK / BARD / SCHIPTJENKO)

Face the crowd when he dies
Tell his loyal goodbye
Spray his name on the sky
And cry the tears of a nation

Play the funeral dance
Revolution romance
Set your spirit in trance
And cry the tears of a nation

Soldiers carry the train
Hundreds cry in the rain
Thousand follow his flame
And cry the tears of a nation

It takes a statesman
A certain sacrifice
Born to a mission
Be godlike sound and wise
The man is worthy who serves the common man
Crowned in charisma
The leader of the land
It takes an anthem to make a nation proud
Born to a vision
The sound of the crowd
Bring hope and glory
Bring heaven down to earth
Music for the masses
Music for the masses

(WOLLBECK/BARD)

Gravity alarm. I've got tonnes of attraction ahead of me
Satellite disarmed. I've got tonnes of attraction ahead of me

Where two worlds collide. I've got tonnes of attraction ahead of me
Asteroids abide. I've got tonnes of attraction ahead of me

Ride in the sky
Ride with desire
Jump from a mountain high
Down on the ground
Down through the fire
Down in the burning sky
When I'm falling, I'm falling

Oh, Oh, Oh. I've got tonnes of attraction ahead of me
Oh, Oh, Oh. And to my satisfaction, tonnes of attraction ahead of me
(ahead of me, ahead of me, ahead of me)

Only the lonely control our device only the lonely undress our disguise

A statue to raise a martyr to praise like masses cry when tyrants die I go I go away

Nothing is sacred when hatred expands only the lonely are promised the land

The pressure is high the fission goes by like Kafka wrote I sing my notes I go I go away

I travel alone I find my way home alive or dead for years ahead I go I go away

Follow the masses the class of the crowd distance your ego be patient stay proud

A statue to raise a martyr to praise like masses cry when tyrants die I go I go away