The center of our galaxy
Hollow as a soul
Stars are born and die there
A murder of black holes
We are the only bad guys
The demons and deranged
Pinwheel spinning in the graveyard
Barometer's unchained
We celebrate and suffer
But here's the big reveal
You don't need faith
For something that's real
A chained-up alcoholic dog
Barking at the moon
Drinking for transcendence
But he always dies too soon
She took a bunch of shit from me
She stole the whole damn show
Physical and metaphysical
I was too dumb to know
We consummate, we criticize
But here's the big reveal
You don't need faith
For something that's real
We are an infestation
We've overflowed the banks
We bring the great extinction
Wail, Rage, Dance
Paradise and paradox
But here's the big reveal
You don't need faith
For something that's real
We celebrate and suffer
But here's the big reveal
You don't need faith
For something that's real