In the midnight moon, shadows call,
Lost souls dance, city's thrall.
Neon streets, where cars hiss,
Dream labyrinth, can't resist.
We want bigger screen, with eyes of fire,
Our burning hearts, wild desire.
The veil conceals secrets deep,
Great carnival ride, and minds leap.
End is near, baby, and the preacher cries,
Apocalypse's just right here, in our eyes.