So this is dreamtime and all is quiet
So this is dreamtime and all is night
Youâ??ve never been held by the hand of God
Whoâ??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, heâ??s washed it out
Whoâ??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 â?? has left his killing floor
Satan â?? has left his killing floor
Satan â?? hell fires burn no more
Satan â?? has left his killing floor

So now itâ??s dreamtime for you tonight
So now itâ??s dreamtime and all is quiet
Youâ??ve never been held by the hand of God
Whoâ??s rocking your cradle if he is not

Sleeping eyes awake, to see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind, the neverending breath goodbye

Satan â?? has left his killing floor
Satan â?? has left his killing floor
Satan â?? his fires burn no more
Satan â?? is coming back for more

Satan â?? has left his killing floor
Satan â?? has left his killing floor...