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 in the mud
The stain of freedom he's washed it out
Who's rocking the cradle? I have no doubt
Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The darker side of ecstasy
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan hell fires burn no more
Satan has left his killing floor
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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
Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The never ending breath goodbye
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan his fires burn no more
Satan is coming back for more
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan has left his killing floor