Turn the spotlights on the people, Switch the dial and eat the worm, Take your chances, kill the engine, Drop your bombs and let it burn. White flags shot to ribbons, The truce is black and burned, Shellshock in the kitchen, Tables overturned. Back in the village again, In the village, I'm back in the village again. Throwing dice now, rolling loaded, I see sixes all the way. In a black hole, and I'm spinning As my wings get shot away. Questions are a burden And answers are a prison for oneself Shellshock in the kitchen Tables start to burn. Back in the village again, In the village, I'm back in the village again. No breaks on the inside, Paper cats and burning barns, Theres a fox among the chickens, And a killer in the hounds. Questions are a burden And answers are a prison for oneself Shellshock in the kitchen Tables start to burn. Back in the village again, In the village, I'm back in the village again. But still we walk into the valley And others try to kill the inner flame We're burning brighter than before I don't have a number, I'M A NAME