God save every single number, the numbers in the parking lot,
The numbers in every single plot, infinitely counting our way to the sunless sky
(God save the pain that is conserved, in the hearts and minds of the drones, Signals in the sky we are left alone)
This Eloquence, this Severance, Passing on every single, File,
I am the Picket Fence, in your eyes, the roads lay out, in your eyes,
Filling our another promise, that we could no longer live, in the way that we have sensitized,
The queen's eyes
We are nothing with out You
Blood, Left in the emptied out crevasse,
Blood, in the Center of gravity,
(Blood), Through the enzymed jackets,
(Blood), Hills released a secretion,
We are nothing without you
We are nothing without....
