We've flotsam been, and the jetsam In highness being, gonna get some On the water walking, it's easy to be Centralised then into infinity. For ourselves only have we to thank To fool you now would be to walk the plank Eternity to spend in mime Drowning in the dying seas of time. With galleon astral, sail is set And with the tide we sail her yet By light propelled, Karma our guide The shores spatial pa** we beside. Past rotting hulks of culture drifting Lost souls ghostly trawl nets lifting Themselves against the man-made crime Drowning in the dying seas of time.