There is a place, where birds don't fly A home of silence and sattelites And I feel the world smiles at me Fading in astral melancholy I am forgotten by history and gravity The state I'm in is a feist for poetry Hopeless and helpless I realized Science's the only god and it feeds with sacrifice I know you don't want me back I am so meaningless The closer to stars the more I feel like I'm going down Silence, here I come into your arms I know you don't want me back I am so meaningless The closer to stars the more I feel like I'm going down Silence, here I come into your arms I'm lucky to choose between the blade, hunger and cold Final move and I am coming home