Floating through space
Unimaginable frequencies
Set course and crash
Birthing an intense reaction
Will destruction of peace subside
Furthering our progress
Or will we succumb to total devastation
Where's our thin slice of heaven
Is there anything left, of you to save
Imprisoned in my reference
The oddest shaped stone, skipped towards the storm
Safeguard for your reverence
Skipped towards the storm
Skipped towards the storm
This place I don't understand
The foreign tongue, the form of love, the form of love
Running towards the fear of us
Behold, we know this way of life
The cause of death
Can we throw it all away
We wait in lines for the tomb
Under granite for the view
We wait in lines for the tomb
Under granite for the view
Skipped towards the storm
Where's my thin slice of heaven
Is there anything left, of you to save
Imprisoned in my reference
The oddest shaped stone, skipped towards the storm
Safeguard for your reverence