Apollo

show me a place that ain't hell, if there's space, give me room to breathe

that's all that i need for this body can't fail

and if music be the food of love, play on, give me excess of it

let it all out, please let me out of here

and i shall rise from the ashes

grow like a rose from the ruins

there must be light in the darkness

hope at the end of the night

yes, i've been tryin' all my life to get to heaven

but awoke in the eye of the storm

but i shall rise from the ashes, grow from the ruins and return

back home

this is a call from the gaols coming up to the prisoners of pleasure

drunk on the blood of the next generations

and i've been through many strange confusions, splitting myself into to many faces

now the mirror is broken, i can see the worms behind

you may well have your ways of triumph, you may well have your ways of truth

just gimme some room to breathe, that's all that i need

me and my strange friends

we all belong to the grand astral body

(take my hand and i take you out of here)

and there's you behind those legendary curtains

take my hand before you wither in the crowd

and i take you out of here

this is the end of the show, i don't know was i wrong was i right

oh love, i don't know, i wasn't perfect for sure

but now i feel like a new born baby, lying in the dew of the morning

laughing at the sky like a brave new apollo