Lotus garden do your crazy dance
You one eyed man
You 6 stringed heart
Move your body to the waltz of TB's 303
Mind to man, machine and back, to you and me
Lotus Thom
Lead us through your halls
Your enpaty hands
Magician's glare
Hide your body from the trance
of shamans lost in greed
Slide behind the wall
And back, you come as three
A rain of knives of tired lives
It's not enough
To stop our dance
The jealous eyes, the rabid looks
Its not enough, it's meaningless
when we take flight
Try me, chase me away and
I'll come back again
Shining like disco thunder
ready for you my friend