Such a sad boy
With your lost voice
In a metal box
Mailed second class

Into the twenty first century
With a lackluster cast of a b-movie
Got no mouth but you need to scream

Your sad
Your sad

Stir it up
From the permafrost
Your in the Kellogg's box
Meet the stepford kid

Into the twenty first century
Got no mouth but you need to scream

You're sad boy

If you wanna look for heaven
Your gonna have to die first
Watch your mother or your lover
Meet the dildo kid

Into the twenty first century
Got no mouth but you need to scream

You're sad boy
Sad boy

With your lost voice
In a metal box
Mailed second class

You're sad boy
Sad boy
Sad

Apartment door
Is left ajar
An eye in the glass
On the parquet floor

All the guests 
Have left and gone
But I'm still here
On the 2nd floor

2nd floor
And I still want more
2nd floor

Aftermath
In a amber glow
A vodka bath
For this shipwrecked soul

Seconds fly
As the years flow by
But I don't care
I'm on the 2nd floor

2nd floor
And I still want more
2nd floor

Coming back for more

Why fear death
When death never hurt no one
2nd floor

Dog in a manger
Happy days
Why don't you
Take it all
Take what is left

Take mine

Counting out
And putting nothing in
You calculate
And multiply your sins

Take mine

I know you
Scared to be alone
If I were you
I would be too

Take mine

Ruled by this
It needn't be this way
Your misery
Seeking company

Take mine

Are you happy now

You can see the flames around the sun
It's time to leave and start to become
Extraterrestrial

All it's ever been is just beginning
Space is waiting for us - waiting for us to evolve
Dreams are past and future memories
Of species and times - from different solar systems
Certain plants and animals will evolve too
Far far into the future - but only a moment away

We will be able to translate the codes left for us
And with time we will leave our bodies
Become thought patterns - pure energy and light source

You can see the flames around the sun
It's time to leave

Far far into the future - but only a moment away
Far far into the future - but only a moment away

We are
Rocket ship

Her blinding tears formed an ice lake
Recalling how things fall apart
Marooned and inconsolable
Thinking of Christmas past
Suddenly quite unexpected
A presence catches her eye
A pure red flash of contrast
Settled on a pure white sigh

Dying of thirst by the lake there
Under the sentinel pines
In a frozen gasp of her making
Exhaling glacial designs
There was a bursting out of the darkness
It's flickering caught in her eye
A bright rubescent promise
Arrived on a cardinal high

The air is transformed and altered
Her body and senses thaw
With warming infusing aromas
Of cinnamon amber and clove
Lined in a crimson blush there
Cushioned in scarlet desire
A blush full flushed and flaming
A gift wrapped in glittering fire

All good things should come
In red wrapping paper