"Zeitgeist" lyrics

"Zeitgeist"

Astral engines in reverse
I'm falling through the universe again
Down among the deadmen's vision
Faded dreams and nuclear fission spent

The strings of theory are holding up the race
The puppets falling to the ground
The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space
Lost in time I wonder will my ship be found
On this sinking ship I travel

Faster than the speed of light
Not so supernova burns
The black holes turn and fade from sight
The strings of theory hide in the human race
The answers buried underground
The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space
Lost in time, I wonder will my ship be found

And very soon
The Bomber's moon
Will show us light
And as we crash
We'll pray and kiss
And say goodnight
Goodnight


Thanks to Brint Brown, David Grigsby, Debbie Morris for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): John Osbourne, Tony Iommi, Terrence Butler
album: "13" (2013)
Black Sabbath - 13 album cover
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(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
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(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Pariah
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Naïveté In Black
(Best Buy Bonus Track)
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