Passing by the event horizon
Into the zone of sleep
Abused gravity for centuries
Spacetime torn to pieces

Bodies are designed
To hold the pain inside
Forever

Controlling the process of emotions
They built this for a colony on me

The spectral swan survives
In the mind until death it writhes

Cast it all aside
Decompose
When this body declines

In dreams I wake
In the blackness of space
In death I wake
In the nothing of space

Passing by the event horizon
Into a zone of sleep
Abused gravity for centuries
Spacetime torn to pieces

Back to the source
Back to the swan