The Sleepwalkers - 2005 Digital Remaster

At night, this mindless army
 Ranks unbroken by dissent
 Is moved into action
 And their pace does not relent
 In step, with great precision
 These dancers of the night
 Advance against the darkness
 How implacable their might
 Eyes un-dulled by moon
 Their arms and legs akimbo
 They walk and live, hoping soon
 To surface from this limbo
 Their minds, anticipating the dawn of the day
 Shall never know what's waiting mere insight away
 Too far, too soon
 Senses dimmed in semi-sentience
 Only wheeling through this plane
 Only seeing fragmented images
 Prematurely curtailed by the brain
 But breathing, living, knowing
 In some measure at least
 The soul which roots the matter
 Of both beauty and the beast
 From what tooth or claw does murder spring?
 From what flesh and blood does passion?
 Both cut through the air with the pendulum's swing
 In deadly but delicate fashion
 And every range of feeling is there in the dream
 And every logic's reeling in the force of the scream
 The senses sting
 And though I may be dreaming and reality stalls
 I only know the meaning of sight and that's all
 And that's nothing
 The columns of the night advance
 Infectiously, their cryptic dance
 Gathers converts to the fold
 In time, the whole raw world
 Will pace these same steps on
 Into the same bitter end
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 Somnolent, muster now the dancing dead
 Forsake the shelter of their secure beds
 Awaken to a slumber whose depths they dread
 As if the ground they tread would give way
 Beneath the solemn weight of their conception
 Oh, I'd search the hidden corners of all this world
 Make reason of the sensory whorl
 If I only had time
 But soon, the dream is ended (ended)
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 Tonight, before you lay down
 To the sweetness of your sleep
 Do you question your surrender
 To the drop from Lover's Leap?
 Or does the anaesthetic darkness
 Take hold on its very own?
 Does your body rise in service
 With not one dissenting groan?
 These waking dreams of life and death
 In the mirror are twisted and buckled
 Lashes flicker, a catch of breath
 Skin whitening at the knuckles
 The army of sleepwalkers shake their limbs and are loose
 And though I am a talker, I can phrase no excuse
 Not to rise again
 In the chorus of the nighttime, I belong
 I, like you, must dance to that moonlight song
 In the end I, too, must pay the cost of this life
 If all is lost, none is known
 And how could we lose what we've never owned?
 Oh, I'd search out every knowledge that I could find
 Unravel all the mysteries of mind
 If I only had time
 If I only had time
 But soon, my time is ended
 Ended
 Ended