Vast is the emptiness growing inside, like a black hole s**ing me in A hollow casket buried deep, no ruin to cling onto A destitute room without the comfort of despair, bleaker than the face of a demon Dark is the shadow-side, weary and cold A haunted place where hopelessness grows Out of its own accord the earth runs to dust - to dust through my hand I'm lost in a haze, found in perpetual sleep A near mortal sting, deadlier than a voodoo snake, sings me lullaby In this deserted place I welcome you... I welcome you I'm lost in a haze, found in perpetual sleep A near mortal sting sings me lullaby A vehicle broken and restored by unconditional love, the body is a vessel of God's glory As if by a chemical trick, I'm sedated with imagery An illusion of truth and desire Incidents I cannot recall, drowned in motion circular A familiar dullness, the wheel of the wasteland