"Mythos"

No more love at the cemetery
Remember easy rider's paths
Pain no longer necessary
Woman's love – forgotten past
Electronic eyes are looking
Through the lies of rock'n'roll
I'm no longer making music
I just had my share of gold

Magic – cheap FX
Life – frozen ash
Mythos – now exposed
Old LPs for sale you'll never know

Silence kills the gentleman
Screams make rockers high
Nothing better than old heroin
Served on clear blue skies

We all watch the news
Grinning
Supermarket churches
Sinning
Ego driven bastards
Winning
Slow impatient madmen
Scheming

Love – stolen rose
God – how banal
Weight of the world
That's no longer mine

Mythos now and women
Bands of old and wine

Silence kills the gentleman
Screams drive rockers wild
Nothing beats old heroin
Served on clear blue skies