Strangelove
   dance the dividing line
  
   We shall burn the earth
   We shall burn our lives
  
   For the tallest tree shall battle most
   the wind it leaves the weak behind
   The storm that you've denied me
   shall force your world to fall
   Your castles made to tremble
   with foundations based upon a lie
  
   The storm that you've denied me
   sweep the undivided truth
   His mind shall not of thoughts be tempted
   nor words can heal his bleeding scars.
  
   We must burn our minds
  
   Colours collide with the words of his beliefs
   Bring back the storm of distant years
   Tumbling, tremblind as there is no waking up
   there is no dividing line as logic now fails
  
   Stream upwards, rage against them all
   speak of words hidden in your song
   mere mortals strive for strength in numbers
   there is no dividing line
  
   As the writer defies the empty page
   the empty mind its feed shall seek
  
   Pass on the the frail and mindless now what sainty discards
   The storm shall sweep the weak of heart
   and tear your castles down
   Crush the very foundations
   on which your faith is based
  
   Torn across the dividing line.