Zeitgeist - Black Sabbath

Astral engines in reverse

I’m falling through the universe again

Down among a dead man’s vision

Faded dreams and nuclear fission span

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