[Liner Notes]

Our abode 'mongst the stars is waiting

Long enough for our last breath of life

You stare at nothing, right through me

At times resembling the Devil's concubine

And me, I am the idol that would long

To caress our eyes until they would open no more

I would comfort you if I only could

But as we all know by now... I am just thin air

Unaware as you are of my presence

You are losing yourself

Hiding within the amen corner