Walking wild at midnight. Breathing like a panther. Holding hands with my love. Dancing like a master. Calling all destroyers. Calling all destroyers yeah.
Oh I want to be your casual agent. I want to be your casual agent. . Casual agent moving by the sand. Cosmetic Betty stealing from the skull. Madonna dollar destroyed by the holy roof.
We are children of Rarn. We've trodden the vales of the sun. The child will cry. On swans they fly. We are the children of Rarn. . And we are the seekers of space.
Slim lined sheik faced. Angel of the night. In the graveyard of the night. New york witch in the dungeon. Of the day. I'm trying to write my novel. All you do is play.