VERSE I I come from the cold I need you to knead me Stretch me, I take form Need you to complete me Pr CH Cause you, you make Me all I am and all that I should be Chorus With all that you are craving for I don't know where I fit…

VERSE I We have some decisions to make On how to sustain our lives tonight I have a feeling you already know I have some catching up to do We’ve had better thoughts Than this bottom shelf idea tonight The iron is ready go Let’s get this…

VERSE I Lettuce in first To build a foundation Everything else is up to you It these choices that you make, pour it on that create the moment you have waited for PRE CH These tines, plunging in CHORUS And we are all so intricate…

The facts are true How it works we do not know What has been unexplainable can now be explained The evidence is clear The Earth is being monitored No records tell where they come from There is no natural explaination The visitors have been…

Even Void Isn't Completely Empty - But It Sure Feels That Way.

If one seed fails to take root, there are infinite more chances.

An analog sun gleams over the digital city, illuminating all its glitchy, imperfect bits and bytes.

Awash in cold glow Of the Neon Light Moving Too Slow To View the Dilute Skyline Of a city that now feels like a tomb The few that are left have checked out of the room these streetways may've seen better days…

Robot wants to go to heaven, but wasn't designed for cloud escalators. Robot begs the drones to take it up to the clouds, but St. Peter objects from his heavenly tollbooth.