Screams for Tina - Fool’s Gold (1986)

A thousand angels stand and cry Black crosses mirrored in their eyes The face of someone disappears Screaming like a train but no one hears Fool’s Gold Fool’s Gold... In darkness a scarlet river flows Of wine and blood the story goes A vision fades but still remains Reeling like a saviour bound in chains Fool’s Gold Fool’s Gold... Sad virgins kneel before they’re slain As reptiles dance on thorns of pain A voice from somewhere deep inside Laughing as the promise is denied Fool’s Gold...