Moonlit temple (Praise the heroes.)
Starlets of the clear blue sky;
Pen to paper, words flow - recite; entice
Captivate; sing along. This is where it's at.
Thrills, spills; drama is decadence.
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
Dreams? Dreams? Like clockwork they come
Transcend. Defend. Tonight sure is the night.
Well hello, one, two, three - more, more; we're animals
Like vultures we prey on the mighty that fall.
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
But it's misplaced. Misplaced.
Well deary, you're in disgrace.
Cassette player forgiveness; faces of the radio.
Tonight we do repent; one more blow?
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
Flouride, flouride; heaven sent pixie dust
Caress the mind; I doubt the soul cares.
We're mortals, barely. Not vampires nor angels.
Just sooth our hearts; it all comes down to this.
Thank you.
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
Pen to paper, words flow - recite; entice
Captivate; sing along. This is where it's at.
Thrills, spills; drama is decadence.
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
Dreams? Dreams? Like clockwork they come
Transcend. Defend. Tonight sure is the night.
Well hello, one, two, three - more, more; we're animals
Like vultures we prey on the mighty that fall.
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
But it's misplaced. Misplaced.
Well deary, you're in disgrace.
Cassette player forgiveness; faces of the radio.
Tonight we do repent; one more blow?
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?
Flouride, flouride; heaven sent pixie dust
Caress the mind; I doubt the soul cares.
We're mortals, barely. Not vampires nor angels.
Just sooth our hearts; it all comes down to this.
Thank you.
And angels, they do fly.
It's midnight; please don't cry.
We have five heroes and plenty more regrets.
Care to dance?