See through your sandy eyes You can quite understand What it is holding you Floating on the surface blue canopy All it is, just the thing that can not be
False content it’s all false content Stare in the abyss The abyss stares back
Compartment Compartmental Compartmentalized No one sees the whole thing channel through
Blindsides made of gold Mass corruption paid for
Blinded wisdom forgot your past It robs you blind
Frozen cold idols blight melting all your ideals dreamed
Better get in front of it Compartmental Compartmentalized no one sees the whole thing behind closed doors
Drifting on Bitter light falls away on this second only Second days fall away unowned Settle into nothing Stare back into vacuity
Ask why get lies The long spiral blinding wisdom time forgot Constant circles Ancient wisdom forget
Drifting on Stare in the abyss The abyss stares back down the same bullshit
