Panorama - Voïvod

Walking down an alley

Deep in blue neon

A dead end for today

Under skyways worn

Concrete from far below

Rising up above

Surrounded by shadows

Garden without gods

All are strangers alike

All riding the blind

The purple of blind

The purple of their eyes

In reverie unwind

Circling sub-city

A rainbow appears

To calm down the fury

To calm all the fears

This random occurance

Is only a sign

Of the incoherence

In the clockwork mind

A symphony of our time

Recalling the past

People in a decline

Denying the vibrations we’re made of