You see him from the melting windows,
From the pillows of your bed,
You see him from the inside of your head,
From the deepest pits of dread.
He kneels, his eyes see you aswell.
He knows you're watching, smiles,
It travels over miles, it flies!
Landing light, splits you in two.
The colonel shouts: "and, one!",
The sky is blue for him alone, you knew,
As red ran webs through cobbled streets,
You were sure that it was true.