IN THE BEGINNING of the whole damned thing
We were fearless flyers for a private ring
We remember faces but forget the names
We were space cadets without an aeroplane

IT WAS WRITTEN on an ancient scroll:
"The sound was made to make a young boy bold"
In '88 we went for broke and built this sonic vehicle

Galaxy Knights from the dinosaur days
Crash and burn or slowly fade away

WE READ! WE SAW! WE HEARD! WE KNOW!
Very few have dice to throw in the City of Flakes
We got our wings - We were playing to your kings and queens
While you were praying to the aliens we were
Galaxy Knights from the dinosaur days
Go extinct or slowly fade away

IN THE GENESIS of this crazy game
We were space cadets without an aeroplane
We remember faces but forget the names
of the twilight freaks and their exquisite dames
We're okay but we're not all right
Spent twelve long years in auto-flight
The Phallus of Malice - Four Galaxy Knights

Semi-wired magicians with our countless volunteers
We are the musicians who inject the music in your ear