Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel them, blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we’ll one day swallow whole
And fade out again
And fade out
This machine will not communicate
The thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again
And fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can see death
Can feel its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things will one day take control
And fade out again
And fade out again
Immerse your soul in love