The story of a man who did never exist   Lord of the skies died   With no look in his eyes   Sleep walked into the afterlife   Died in his sleep   His face incomplete   You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff   Don't let it get under your skin   I've seen your eyes in the bottom on my glass   You died in your sleep   Your face incomplete      One million miles away   My thoughts afloat in speculation   You fill my dreams like sandman   With the taste of hedonism and death   One million miles away   My thoughts afloat in speculation   You fill my dreams like sandman   With the taste of hedonism and death      Your dark resolve to change your face   On the eve of your death and resurrection   Heavy with sleep deprivation   By death and power intoxicated   The story of a man who did never exist   The surgeons have died   Found in barrels at a building site   Found dead with their nails ripped out   He died in his sleep   His face incomplete      One million miles away   My thoughts afloat in speculation   You fill my dreams like sandman   With the taste of hedonism and death   On million miles away   My thoughts afloat in speculation   You got a taste   You're playing with the dark stuff   Don't let it get under your skin   The world's overpopulated   Fucked up anyway   You'd hate to think you were missing the fun   Don't let it get under your skin   The world's overpopulated   Fucked up anyway   You'd hate to think you were missing the fun      The story of a man who did never exist   Lord of the skies died   With no look in his eyes   Sleep walked into the afterlife   Died in his sleep   His face incomplete   You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff   Don't let it get under your skin   I've seen your eyes in the bottom on my glass   You died in your sleep   Your face incomplete      One million miles away   My thoughts afloat in speculation   You fill my dreams like sandman   With the taste of hedonism and death   One million miles away   My thoughts afloat in speculation      You got a taste   You're playing with the dark stuff   Don't let it get under your skin   The world's overpopulated   Fucked up anyway   You'd hate to think you were missing the fun   You got a taste you're playing with the dark stuff   Don't let it get under your skin   I seen your eyes in the bottom of my glass   You died in your sleep   Your face incomplete