Lyrics

Suttle Vision of Remission. The solution defies description, as I sit and wonder...I sit and ponder, the answer a DEAD MAN at the tip of my tongue.
As I fly away! So much for today! Oh! The Waste of this life I've had! It comes to a head, and I'd rather die!
Complications in the Heavens, as Above me, so Below me. As I sit and wonder...I sit and ponder, FUCK THE FATES I'LL CREATE A PLACE OF MY OWN! Design, it will be impervious to time! Space and the Waste, The Emptiness of my MIND!
WRITE! This all down. WRITE! This all down. WRITE! This all down. WRITE! WRITE! WRITE THIS ALL DOWN!
...This is my Zion
....This is my Home
RECEIVE! MY ZION! RECEIVE! MY HOME!
RECEIVE! MY ZION! RECEIVE! MY HOME!
RECEIVE! MY ZION! RECEIVE! MY HOME!
RECEIVE! MY ZION! RECEIVE! MY HOME!
...This is my Zion...
....This is my Home...