Lyrics

I am an old soldier I've been in the wars Backwards and forwards Creeping on all fours And I travel the pulses Unseen and alone Dogfights in the cosmos Feeling the unknown And I laugh in my sleep Sitting in the gutter Picking dog-ends from the deep I am an old soldier I see in your face Times repeating Uniforms in space Looking forward to Doomsday Telepathy wars Dogma daydreams Imaginary doors And I laugh in my sleep Sitting in the gutter Picking dog-ends from the deep But in the night a little boy is dreaming mysteries And looking after laughter with his sister climbing trees And somewhere there's a button and a silent satellite And a bastard who would press it and an everlasting night I'd hunt him like a tiger and I'd tear him to a shred There's nowhere you can hide man Me and the kids we'd feed you to the dead And I cry in my sleep For all the hungry children And the unbelieving sheep