You're caught in the land of no sun
 Without reason or rhyme
 You're avid for splendour
 The spin of the hand is your pace on [bad word] 
 We got no time to turn
 When we strive after grandeur

 Here you got your hero slicing up your ecstasy
 On the verge of lunacy
 There's no time to lose
 No chance to refuse - ah

 Will you deny what you see
 (as you) tear down the nature of reason
 That has shown you the way
 Where clock hands freeze

 I know what I see
 And I know what I don't
 Through your dark swamp
 I walk on deductive conclusion

 little more time?
 I admit I would take
 But then again
 It would mean more time for confusion

 You think you got your prodigy
 Everytime your eyes don't see
 Victim of perplexity
 There's no time to lose
 No need to refuse

 Will you deny what you see
 Tear down our nature of reason
 That has shown you the way
 Where clock hands freeze

 Will you deny what you see
 Tear down our nature of reason
 That has shown you the way
 Where clock hands freeze