just one lonely shoggoth from yuggoth born and bred to build temples for the elder things my opalescent pustules are nebulous perfect for placing cyclopean stones in rings they taught us how to build to breathe without gills to make castles…

Lyrics: Don’t you bow, to kings and queens Rise above, everything If the devil beckons, and the angels sing Don’t listen to, anything The time has come, to raise your hands C’mon everybody, take a stand Higher, Higher, Higher, Higher…

The interlude track for the whole album. Imagine, if you will, little snippets of sonic poetry linking the songs together. Oh wait, you already know about that. Anyway, here's the bonus track from The Lines That Divide.

Reg has decided he's never gonna be financially stable so he going looking for what money can't buy LOVE! come little closer come on come close come a little nearer where i can see you the most i want you i want your love all i need all…

Now Reg has finally come round to reality he's starting to think about his future......He needs to be financially secure........... I’m trying to play the game keep my head and body tamed I’m trying to do whatever i have to to get along…

Reg is doing well but everything around him seems to be stopped or running at half speed...like its on rewind....he's findiing it hard adjusting to the normal pace of life after all those years on fast forward....... STUCK IN A CLOUD CAN NOT…

Reg has been waiting for this day for what seems an age....and now it's here...Today is the day.... Today is the day Today is the day Today is the day Todays got to be the day i’m going to pack all those bad things in a suitcase and walk…

Reg has succumb ...this being straight lark just isn't for him ....it's full of disappointment...at least he knows what to expect when he's high..... Pour the whiskey from the bottle fill the glass drain it dry say goodbye to all that sorrow…

The RPM journey begins here....Reg has fallen again it was soon after he got wagon he was falling off...but he's come to a crossroads and this time he means it this time....things are going to change..... TOMORROW IT STOPS Another week just…

It's lonely and dramatic and evocative and shit.