Staring into the blank, into a non-linear hole It sucks you down, it expands you inside yourself A parallel paradox converges upon this spot Mottled sky over the garden of Eden Floods the sacred habitat for the first time Why were we spoon-fed that tale? What does it matter that nothing is solved? The politics of the few are the death of us all Subtle warfare is the worst but the only kind we can stand So astound me with your whirs and clicks And I think I'll just sit here And shit myself wide-eyed because I love you so much