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A dark night goes cold

as we met in absence of substances to get high in joy

Waiting for someone to bring dust and acids

I see a tall, pale man come

Chorus:

Lords of my pleasures

why are you toasted?

take this and sniff it to chaos

It’s not angel dust, a window to show

a new dimension to go

A strange sensation takes over

climbing our bodies slow

A realm in nowhere

without time or space

unnamable forces domain

Chorus:

Solo

The next night we came in search of this dust

panacea of uncontrollable lust

Waiting for this man, master of chaos

In the vacuum of space we’re lost