The Dividing Line

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