Text: Toyah. Warrior Rock: Toyah on Tour. Packt.

The doors blow open
"You've arrived
Now why do you kill
Bring diseases and plight?"
I sigh

Silence
Cold icy air
Black manic stare

Wait
A reply

"No not I
It's a lie
It's a lie
I wouldn't do these things
It's she, she's sin".

You make my flesh creep
You've always managed to repulse me

CHORUS
Along the shore
The cloud waves break The twin suns sinkBehind the lake
Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through the skies

Why?
Where is she now?
She'd let the dawn rise
She's bring peace
She'd silence the beast


He scratches his leathery skin
And grins
A pungent stench omits from him

"Yes", he said
Bowing his thorny head
"She's dead"

RPT CHORUS


I'll make ye a packt
I'll stop war
Starvation
Disease
Poverty
I'll even stop time
But you'll be mine
For eternity
Remember
No more time
If you want to rid me
I present to you
The Atom Bomb
It will rid all I've promised
Now remember the packt
You're mine

I feel my skin hang to my skull
Suction forces my shell to break
Liquid confusion
Hits the deck