Текст: Alphaville. Missionary.

(Lyrics: Gold-Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss)

I'm on my way to the other side
I've broken doors and shattered glass
I've derailed from the joyrider train
And listened to the sounds of the insane
I've looked for wisdom every hour
Searched for decay in every flower
Ionized all the sacred schemes
And killed the prophets in my dreams
I've torn James Joyce to pieces to make the puzzle fit
I've looked for secret messages in every little bit
I've travelled through the craters of despair
Grabbed the holy signs in every nightmare
Broke on through to the other side
Paid the one way fare, paid the one way fare
I'm on my way to the other side
There's nothing I can do about
I tried to hide behind perfection
And starred in mirrors of deception
There's no escape in any way
Nowhere to run, nowhere to stay
As long as I can't see the light
I got to go to the other side
I've torn James Joyce to pieces...
I've torn James Joyce to pieces to make the puzzle fit
I've looked for secret messages in every little bit
I've spoken to the dead, ignorants have called me mad
I've travelled through the craters of despair
Grabbed the holy signs of every nightmare
Conjured up digression, suffered from depression
Paid the one way fare, paid the one way fare
I'm a missionary man
I'm a missionary man