[Michael Kiske as Antiquarian:]
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 the run
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
[Tobias Sammet as Blackwell:]
I know what I see
And I know what I don't
Through your dark swamp
I walk on deductive conclusion
A little more time?
I admit I would take
But then again
It would mean more time for confusion
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 the run
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
[Tobias Sammet as Blackwell:]
I know what I see
And I know what I don't
Through your dark swamp
I walk on deductive conclusion
A little more time?
I admit I would take
But then again
It would mean more time for confusion
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