You will find me there without a sound
Where the moon flakes fall
on marble ground
Petrified in a thousand polar lights
Magnetized by a billion nanobytes
You will find me there moribund
A discarded ward of the setting sun
When the heart starts feeling alive
You feel it alone,
Cold metal, veins and bone
When the heart starts feeling alive
You feel it alone,
Hell, heaven, take your hold
‘Neath the violently effusive skin
Anatomic pools of reasoning
Come alive when feelings penetrate,
Confound, hesitate, can't break away
You will arrive at upper levels of cognition,
and control that no one has never known
You grip the crawling,
Veiny arms of truth
Come around, come around
And venerate this fusion
You grip the crawling,
You fell the godless
Dialectic coup, get a hold on you
When the heart starts feeling alive
You feel it alone
Cold metal, veins and bone
When the heart starts feeling alive
You feel it alone
Hell, heaven, take your hold
You will find me there without a life
Where the moonbeams fall on naked eyes
Petrified in a thousand golden arcs
Multiplied by a billion broken hearts
You will find me there without a sound
'Cause the whirlwinds blow and blow around