Hallucinations must be,
optically we'll be fine,
on the monitors there's a new world,
so keep on transmitting the film,
the film,
we have hallucinations, nothing more,
Fata Morganas of beautiful days,
transmissions serve their missions secretly,
on satellites there's stardust,
dust,
so keep on transmitting the film,
I will dream of sick colours,
I'm releasing golden vomit from my lips,
hallucinations must be.
Hallucinations must be,
optically we'll be fine,
on the monitors there's a new world,
so keep on transmitting the film.