Citadel

Blacklights, corridors of power, lost without a map

We skipped the tripwires, searched for hours, tiptoed

through the traps

We slipped through empty rooms with white walls,

crystal chandeliers

Carpets we could drown in, bells ringing in my ears.

We slipped through borders, skipped the lasers,

murmurring a code

We'd wade through holes, we dodged patrols,

we swam through sewers, walked on coals

Climbed the scaffold. Hell, they even left the rope.

We saw our spinning friends descend, tortured.

[live version: swinging friends descend, choked.]

Through passages we danced, we glanced at fat men

smoking fat cigars

Who spun their webs on screens, threw telegrams in

trays

Candy soldiers raised the table, wearing labels,

muttered curses,

Hung the [sheep's heads], naked from their collars to

their

Blessed cotton socks

Every handshake gave a shock, a buzz, a charge

We saw them stab the stars with sugar knives

Then they fell in heaps of lard

We watched but kept on moving higher

Through a hall of 2-way mirrors I spied a boy-scout

shackled to a chair

Could hear the wood snap in the [...] made a parting in

his hair

Still he dared to [bait] his master 'till the red wheel

rolled from room to room

We padded past his tomb, kicked the door down

The door that said `No Entry'

In the lift, we flicked a switch and flew to floor

6666...

No one stood there waiting. No gaurd stood in our path.

There was just a window wide open and a note pinned to

the chair.

It said, ``Welcome, friends, you've passed the test.

I'm glad that you could make it.

From here you'll watch the world go by and doesn't it

look sad?

So Come to Daddy!''