Besedila: Kansas. Masque. Mysteries And Mayhem.

I've been tryin' to tell you
About a thing I thought I saw
It came to me in a dream one night
When a voice began to call

I heard my name being summoned
As I looked around to see
A hooded judge and jury
There was no mercy there for me

Well, I can't make it, I can't figure it out
This dream is drivin' me crazy
I gotta know what it's all about
The mark is upon me and the mark of Cain brings fear

A cold wind's blowin', ooh, right down my back
I'm runnin, I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
From a figure that's dressed in black

I think my legs are made out of lead
'Cause I'm runnin' but I'm going nowhere
The bad dream's comin' closer and closer
I got a feelin' he'll always be there

Forever is a long time to spend in agony
And the demons of confusion
Have got a place for me
The mark is upon me and the mark of Cain brings fear

I was tired, so tired of runnin'
I had to turn and look around
I saw eyes that looked right through me
And a voice that made no sound

My body froze, I stood and stared
Unearthly face before me
From the depths of a hooded nightmare
I saw what could not be

Mysteries and mayhem from the pinnacle I see
There's no answer when there is no question
The mark of Cain bears hard on me