Panorama — Voivod

Walking down an alley deep in blue neon A dead end for today under skyways worn

Concrete from far below rising up above surrounded by shadows Garden without gods

All are strangers alike All riding the blind The purple of their eyes in reverie unwind

Circling sub-city a rainbow appears to calm down the fury to calm all the fears

This random occurance is only a sign of the incoherence in the clockwork mind

A symphony of our time recalling the past People in a decline denying the vibrations we're made of

Somber drama Rolling down hill Panorama All is so still Anyway, anyhow Anyhow, anyway

End of all reason Is what I go through Yes, it is what I go through

Slip-sliding nation Is what they must do Yes, it is what they must do

Over the greying landscape Under a deadened sky Sitting on a mountain I will stand aside

As I am a witness I turn a blind eye I am feeling helpless but it passes by

Is this a modern legend? Maybe a fairy tale Just a future requiem Cutting along the fiction that we're made of