In the middle of nothing
Where the souls have no name
And me and you as equal
The same
There's the thing I can't name
They say it must never be said
It is a sect erase us, the dead
The dead
Beyond the surface of Mormon
Those lost we obey
The gate is open 24 hours a day
Beyond the surface of Mormon
The gate is open 24 hours a day
The gate is open 24 hours a day
Hours a day
24 hours a day
In the middle of nothing
Where the souls have no name
And me and you as equal
The same
When aimed so high to my purpose, to survive
Beyond the surface of Mormon
Those lost we obey
And gate is open 24 hours a day
Beyond the surface of Mornon
Those lost we obey
And gate is open 24 hours a day
24 hours a day
How was your day?
