Riders of the night are screaming hard above my heels
Princely lord of chaos forges black and fiery wheels
And the mother of the earth is being widowed in my sight
Father of deception, using wrong instead of right
And the moon overshadows the sun
And the masters of war carry on
While the fools and the jokers make fun
Ooh, see them run
Sister of illusion, bend and follow in their mould
Brother of opinion, just remember what you're told
Not a weapon in a traitor's hand will harm you twice as bad
Forests of indifference guaranteed to make you mad!
And the moon overshadows the sun
And the masters of war carry on
While the fools and the jokers make fun
Ooh, see them run
They can't be playing - turning the upside down (down)
They've got me praying - I'll end up in the ground
Ooh, yeah!
When they burn up everything, kill the air for me to breathe
Still they would be thinking there was more they could achieve
Then at last, they would be beaten, for alone they all would stand
Looking at each other, just as if it had been planned
And the moon disappears with the sun
And the masters of masters of none
While the fools and the jokers are gone
Now they're one, oh, how they run - ooh!
They can't be playing - turning the inside down (down)
They've got me praying - I'll end up in the ground
And the moon overshadows the sun
And the masters of masters of none
While the fools and the jokers are gone
Now they're one
Princely lord of chaos forges black and fiery wheels
And the mother of the earth is being widowed in my sight
Father of deception, using wrong instead of right
And the moon overshadows the sun
And the masters of war carry on
While the fools and the jokers make fun
Ooh, see them run
Sister of illusion, bend and follow in their mould
Brother of opinion, just remember what you're told
Not a weapon in a traitor's hand will harm you twice as bad
Forests of indifference guaranteed to make you mad!
And the moon overshadows the sun
And the masters of war carry on
While the fools and the jokers make fun
Ooh, see them run
They can't be playing - turning the upside down (down)
They've got me praying - I'll end up in the ground
Ooh, yeah!
When they burn up everything, kill the air for me to breathe
Still they would be thinking there was more they could achieve
Then at last, they would be beaten, for alone they all would stand
Looking at each other, just as if it had been planned
And the moon disappears with the sun
And the masters of masters of none
While the fools and the jokers are gone
Now they're one, oh, how they run - ooh!
They can't be playing - turning the inside down (down)
They've got me praying - I'll end up in the ground
And the moon overshadows the sun
And the masters of masters of none
While the fools and the jokers are gone
Now they're one