There are thorns in the nest of the bird

The great beyond is actually far behind us

As we become lost in the sky

We fall farther and farther from our destination

Water encloses the nothing inside

Nothing replaces the water that was, now isn’t

We know that insanity has taken us now

Longing to be released

Our minds are held in slow movement

Orbiting the Earth as we lay here unaware

Arise from the dust, vanquisher

Closer now, we sense the end

Try to understand the predicament

Formalities have been set aside

The world is crazy, horribly wrong

Yet there, in itself, is the problem

It contains a simple solution

We make the world

Reality controls all, and we control reality

Master of the master of the slave who dreams of being the master

Try that one on for size, philosopher

Slang terms are much too formal, casual screams

Drug-induced sleep, all too familiar

Oh yes, casual too, and don’t forget the dog

If you think we’re crazy, listen

Me and my friend, my friend and I, which one do you think is right?

Too late! It doesn’t matter what you think

When we speak, you listen, and the minds unite and believe

Jump off the cliff because you’re dead already

Entertainment matters here, to us, so it matters to you

Yes, we were once like you, a curious adventurer

Then we went crazy, we went beyond matters of minds and souls

Welcome to our world, the insanity club, you’re already a part of it