These are the days of Evil perfection  This is the world of torture and fame  This is the age of most vicious infection  These are the times of terror and pain Let them inside and they build you a nightmare  Show them you fool it’ll not be in vain  Here is your costume of deepest surrender  These are the times of terror and pain   I wanna ride on the crest of sensation   I wanna scream in the whirlpools of love   I wanna drown in a climax of thunder   I wanna be with the fools in the storm Do what you want and then die when you want to  We’re gonna walk on the blood of the MEEK  We’re gonna sail through the oceans of wonder  We’re gonna live in the DREAMS that we seek Send in the parasite clowns on their horses  Send in the idiots and let them advance  Send in the monsters of your own creation  Send them all in and give them a chance  We’re gonna dance to the sweetest of music  We’re gonna play with the whores in the rain  We’ll dissipate the Lord’s last temptations  All in the cross fire of torture and fame   I wanna ride on the crest of sensation We’re gonna live.......  In the dreams that we seek We’re gonna live in the dreams that we seek