So this is dream time, and all is quiet

So this is dream time, and all is night

You've never been held by the hand of God

Who's rocking the cradle, if he is not?

He turned the oil into his blood

Panzer divisions burning in the mud

The stain of freedom, he's washed it out

Who's rocking the cradle, I have no doubt

The darker side of ecstasy

So now it's dream time for you tonight

So now it's dream time, and all is quiet

You've never been held by the hand of god

Who's rocking your cradle, if he is not?

The never-ending breath goodbye

Satan is coming back for more