When the life enters a new period
When the last rays of sun
Are covered by darkness
And there's almost no chance of dawn
The wax figures wake up and bring
New sense to existence.

I. The cool halls exhibition
The gloomy corners, wax around
And time has died in figures
But it'll awake them anytime
Who made the museum figures?
Who put them here and wrote
The play when is it on
I wanna see the creator
I wanna know what is it for?

Awakening of the figures
Awakening of wax figures

II. The whole world is a museum
And every part of it is wax
All people, cities, countries
Are made of wax, belong to the play
Who made the museum figures
Who put them here and wrote the play when is it on
I wanna see the creator
I wanna know what is it for?

Awakening of the figures
Awakening of wax figures

III. It happens only in dreams
That you wake up in the museum
And can escape from the wax
You leave it you awake