It walks in our sleep in this land
zombie wide eyed in limbo
Creeping through silk flesh of rose
There is no advanced society it has
worshiped
It imagines John like everybody else
Nation against nation
After all for some war is beautiful
Astral voyagers are external at present
Embracing both past and future
Absolute time obliterates mankind
A new planet we must find
Bad luck enters into mental activity
Souls are lost and kept in bottles like
sour wine
And displayed in universal museums
The artist and perfectionist
Sometimes wondrous but always
devastating
And the pain and the hurt for our
wonderful gift
Particles of present tell stories of
eternity
Life beyond the stars searching for
themselves
Hidden forms generate meaning
And dimensions to undiscovered worlds
Walk the storm of time
The new born king awaits our arrival
Cut your wrist and bleed your soul empty
Follow in its footsteps of infected
devastation
The promise land is near my friend
Judgement is upon us and coming to a
town near you
And there's nothing you can do but
awaken your senses
And love each other
