[Instrumental] Our abode 'mongst the stars is waiting, long enough for our last breath of life. You stare at nothing, right through me, at times resembling the Devil's concubine. And me, I am the idol that would long to caress our eyes until they would open no more. I would comfort you if I only could, but as we all know by now... I am just thin air. Unaware as you are of my presence, you are losing yourself. Hiding within THE AMEN CORNER.