You'll be running out of miracles

Like I'm running out of dreams

Madness lurking into my left

Angels faint in front of me



And I see eyes to the right

I hear a promise resound

Gold and diamonds, love and fame

And music meant to remain



You've been dying for glory

You've been looking for love

Why don't we read the signs

When we're about to get lost



A seeker enthralled by a flame

Eventually home to his pain

The Great Unbeloved

You reach for the final stage



Hey man in your hideaway

Where do we go from here

Heroes in the tragedy

Down-home just a memory

Where do we go

When the world gets in the way



Way down to the hide away

Afflatus Divine! Your hands

And a wicked symphony

Hey now to the hideaway

Lock up the rain for a wicked symphony



Don't you give up on your emotions

Don't you abandon your despair

If you deny what you desire

This will have been just a mystery play



There'll be nowhere to go

Just oblivion, we're so close to reach out

Close to fall, make up or break up or crawl



You are striving for beauty

For a song to remain

A final touch and the spirit you have cited

Holds on to the reins



I feel how I'm losing my ground

A dancer enthralled by a sound

The smoke clears away

I'll reach for the final stage



Hey man in your hideaway

Where do we go from here

Heroes in the tragedy

Down-home just a memory

Where do we go

When the world gets in the way



Way down to the hide away, afflatus Divine!

Your hands and a wicked symphony

Hey now to the hideaway

Lock up the rain for a wicked symphony



Oh I can hear it, I can hear it

Oh I can hear it, I,I,I,I...

I can hear it, yeah

I'm dying for a sign



You can turn your face away

can pretend you don't hear it

How long have you been begging on your knees

And now that you're near it

Won't you be damned if you defy what you're given

Mercury of salvation

The colors for the eyes of the world

We'll be kings for generations



Hey man in your hideaway

Where do we go from here

Heroes in the tragedy

Down-home just a memory

Where do we go

When the world gets in the way



Way down to the hide away

Afflatus Divine!

Your hands and a wicked symphony

Hey now to the hideaway

Lock up the rain for a wicked symphony