Archangels Thunderbird Lyrics - Yeti - Amon Düül

When the everywhere-eye 

Asks you 

Who is the emperor 

Of the sky 

Take the Archangel's Thunderbird 

Go to Edgar Allen 

In the tower of sleep 

He'll tell you a story 

Which makes you to creep 

The echo of your cries 

Is falling so deep 

Rent a destroyer 

And sail to Cape Cod 

There lives a lion 

They call him God 

There is no elevator to Eden 

But a hole in the sky 

In shock-corridors 

People are standing 

With their eyes in their hands 

But they don't understand 

Why their confessional folding-chairs 

Go into the narcotic flight of stairs