Think of England IAMX In the grip of a winter came love and greed Insane with faith I took the driving front seat In the lowlight comfort of Berlin streets The call from emptyness duetted with my bodyheat Bridge: I was alone at the front line The message I was told (break) Was to try and find the joy of a lifetime I just can't think of England I can't see the picture I'm still running from the fire, the fire In the twilight hours of nervous rest I bought the beast before believing the threats In a foreighn field I cut all regrets But the poisoned stories just repeat themselves in fucked up mess Bridge: I was alone for the first time The message I was told (break) Was to try and find the joy of a lifetime I just can't think of England I can't see the picture I'm still running from the fire, the fire