Strode across the smoky floors in time To bear witness and hear the death of paradigms Lords of sound and simple vice Young gods severe and satellites ♪ Augmented nights, adrenaline Of nicotine and satin skin That world is dead, just memories A faded scene inside of me Vanishing ♪ Vanishing Vanishing ♪ Born of earth shaking Maldoror Legion crushed, the legion crushed what came before Imploded meaning for the youth Who never knew, never knew the joy of truth ♪ Their pale and pallid replication Could never spark a true creation That world is dead, just memories A faded scene inside of me Vanishing ♪ Vanishing Vanishing ♪ Scorched minds and stark narration Adroit intent, not imitation Blurred reflections, a better time Post-modern tantrums on a father's dime ♪ Vanishing Vanishing Vanishing Vanishing ♪ A shining path beckons me Never to be seen again A shining path beckons me Never to be seen again A shining path beckons me Never to be seen again A shining path beckons me Never to be seen again