i was feeling so mortal   legends were lined by my side   the world was standing on his head   my senses have forsaken me   and i saw through a million eyes   and i saw them waiting for me   their lashes painted black   their eyes were like a crucifix   their lips were as pink as Cadillacs      i was feeling like an angel   my madman was waiting in the wings   just to hear his cue   then i felt just like the devil's son   wasted wounded on the run   then i felt just like me and you   and i saw them surrounding me   with mirrors and rose-tinted bones   wearing only a lion's mane   one hand on the golden horn   and one hand on the telephone      and it's a strange way down   from the cradle to   take me by the   coz you'll never be the last one   and you'll never be the first   maybe we will meet again   in another universe      oh and then i was a titan   a hero of the silverscreen   just waiting for my bell   and then i was a troubadour   wailing waved the ghosts a door   then i was the hounds of hell   and i heard them blowing kisses   from within their satin sheets   with their bodies laying   like arrows and bows   boys falling at their feet      and it's a strange way down   from the cradle to   take me by the   coz you'll never be the last one   and you'll never be the first   maybe we will meet again   in another universe      i'm son of the richest man   the sister of an outcast   oh today i'm in the future   tomorrow i'll be in the past   i'm daughter of a daydream   the brother of a madman   i'll change my lips so often   i'm beginning not to care      now i feel my powers fading   as the blueprints and diagrams   and history books hold me to their hip   and my limbs start trembling   as my vision starts fading   and my spirit starts to slip   and i see them wave goodbye   their left hands were casting a curse   while singing songs of a paradise   from another universe