Bend us to your goals
We're made to serve your word
Craving your control
We're play dough for your soul
Terraform your cosmic maiden
Her surface is your plate
Galvanize and clear thy neighbor
Indulge in atmosphere
Guess what makes us all stay up all night
Trapped inside her weightless chamber
Your excavated grave
Bioluminescent creatures illuminate the way
Guess what makes us all stay up all night
Rumination, rumination
Pushing your circadian rhythm out of line
Rumination, rumination
As you trace the silhouette across your cornea
She keeps us in a mason jar with some holes poked to breathe
Builds herself a pedestal and ask us not to kneel
Tucked in underneath your tongue she bleeds into your speech
At the pouring of the waterfall still gushing in your ear
Feels like I'm going nocturnal again
