set sail on the good ship levitation eyes wired shut with fascination cold blooded silence in the vacuum astronauts dining in the back room words go unspoken and deeds go undone the mark of the devil engraved on the sun freaks and fanatics all losing their mind no one believed in the world that they ve all left behind further to the east for liberation falling in line for medication drug addled comfort in the vacuum dinosaurs choking in the bathroom saturn is calling its children back home the eyes of of medusa have turned them to stone predators wait for the breathing to stop clinging to life til the very last drop coursing through veins as it cuts to the bone talking to someone but i m all alone weight of the world has me pinned to the floor the doctor don t mind so he s giving me more ghosts come and go but they don t know my name something is different yet always the same brain cannot function and hands cannot feel state of a mind at large nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real nothing is real