The dusk brings poison—breathe it in 

A distant sunder is dooming 

It’s a bloodstained bundle of flesh and bone 

Here and now, preach anything 

Flurry down like snow 

My head’s been quiet too long 

Thoughts pool and shimmer 

That’s why I have come 

That’s why I sit on the stone 

I’m a brainless quitter with a hand in woe 

Though I sleep sound, 

Nothing here is changing anymore 

It’s a cry for disaster 

Nothing here is changing anymore 

At the brink of sundown, 

At the edge of the world, 

I argued faithlessness to a man with no voice 

But his gestures told me enough 

To some, I’m a winner 

To him? A bug 

Though I sleep sound, 

Nothing here is changing anymore 

It’s a cry for disaster 

Nothing here is changing anymore 

Know truth knocks with the impact of a comet 

Then everything is strange 

Then you become afraid of you 

Fight or flight, I'm a quitter 

My hospitality’s wasted 

Behold the caitiff 

From the tip of the stone, I am no bug! 

-Ignorance bestowed as involvement is lost 

Memory fogs as equilibrium grows 

All the other kids think it’s funny, 

But they don’t know what I know… 

They see pain 

They see death 

That twist of information could cost your life… 

Now I’ve all the full-color designs 

‘Cause I sat on the stone 

If I am an insect, 

Then all of my people take the night 

-Light up the forest with all our numbers 

And you’ll all sleep sound 

‘Cause nothing is changing 

It’s a cry for disaster 

Nothing is changing anymore