We are the face of the long ages past
And nothing changes at all
Is God still lookin', has anyone asked?
Can any of us recall?

Break of day
Countless souls
Kneel and pray
Church doors closed, yeah

The day after the night before
That warm rapture was just a dream
They drew pictures upon the floor
It was the face of the virgin queen

When we learn nothin' from yesterday's lies
And let the fire go out
What does it take just to open our eyes?
And what's this thing all about?

Fast asleep
It still rains
Fallin' deep
Unexplained, yeah

The day after the night before
That warm rapture was just a dream
They drew pictures upon the floor
It was the face of the virgin queen
They threw diamonds into the air
Their minds empty, their heads were sore
The sky cloudy and filled with prayer
The day after the night before

The sky was blood red
That morning
And one lonesome voice
Kept callin'
Ashes to ashes
Today is the day

The day after the night before
That warm rapture was just a dream
They drew pictures upon the floor
It was the face of the virgin queen
They threw diamonds into the air
Their minds empty, their heads were sore
The sky cloudy and filled with prayer
The day after the night before
The day after the night before
The day after the night before
The day after the night before
The day after the night before

(Are you a technician?)
(Well, uh, uh, allegedly)
(Apparently, I've done some before)
(No telling when I did it, though)