With eyes so distant and hard
that I feel out of place They're just empty stars
in a vacuum of space.
A blink is a wink and a smile is a crack.
Across a visage of stone, pulleys clanking on bone
The body wanders alone now while the mind stays behind.
And it knocks out the teeth and it blackens the eyes,
Rips through the pavement and lets loose a cry.
We're dancing alone in a roomful of folks,
Singing victory songs and cackling at jokes.
And the world is a corpse upon which we feed,
And if we are all stones, then tell me, How can we bleed?
The body wanders alone now while the mind stays behind.
And it knocks out the teeth and it blackens the eyes,
Rips through the pavement and lets loose a cry. Die, die, die, die, die, die, die...
The body is lean now. A well-oiled machine.
And out on the streets is where we feed. We'll eat up the cake, Lord,
that was given to us,
And fly to the stars, and decay into rust.
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