Drifting Out at sea for years drifting on See through your sandy eyes You can quite understand What it is holding you Floating on the surface blue canopy All it is, just the thing that can not be False content it’s all false content Stare in the abyss The abyss stares back Compartment Compartmental Compartmentalized No one sees the whole thing channel through Blindsides made of gold Mass corruption paid for Blinded wisdom forgot your past It robs you blind Frozen cold idols blight melting all your ideals dreamed Better get in front of it Compartmental Compartmentalized no one sees the whole thing behind closed doors Drifting on Bitter light falls away on this second only Second days fall away unowned Settle into nothing Stare back into vacuity Ask why get lies The long spiral blinding wisdom time forgot Constant circles Ancient wisdom forget Drifting on Stare in the abyss The abyss stares back down the same bullshit