Strangelove   Dance the dividing line      We shall burn the earth   We shall burn our lives      For the tallest tree shall battle most   The wind it leaves the week behind   The storm that you've denied me   Shall force your world to fall   Your castles made to tremble   With foundations based upon a lie      The storm that you've denied me   Sweep the undivided truth   His mind shall not of thoughts be tempted   Nor words can heal his bleeding scars      We must burn our minds      Colours collide with the world of his beliefs   Bring back the storm of distant years   Tumbling, trembling as there is no waking up   There is no dividing line as logic now fails      Stream upwards, rage against them all   Speak of words hidden in your song   Mere mortals strive for length in numbers   There is no dividing line      As the writer defies the empty page   The empty mind its feed shall seek      Pass on to the frail and mindless   Now what sanity discards      The storm shall sweep the weak of heart   And tear your castles down   Crush the very foundations   On which your faith is based   Torn across the dividing line