Тональность

 
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 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
 G
 I wanna ride on the crest of sensation
 F
 I wanna scream in the whirlpools of love
 D#
 I wanna drown in a climax of thunder
 G#
 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

 Outro: Gm F D# D7