Text: Ghostland Observatory. Codename: Rondo. Miracles.

Well, it's a strange time
Full of doubt and fear
Well, it's the right time
For anything my dear
The stone cold killer
Hasn't lost control
And the big bread winners
Playing with your dough

Miracles can happen
The fortune teller screams
The future's like the weather
Baby, there ain't no guarantees

White lies
Had enough

Wolf cries
Feeling stuck

The godless sinners
Have all changed their ways
The doomsday dinners
They're all making bank

Miracles can happen
The fortune teller screams
The future's like the weather
Baby, there ain't no guarantees
That's a guarantee