[Verse 1 - Spoken]

Must geometry and every redundancy of the grid codify thing?

Tetrahedral metaphors with otherworldly, extraterrestrial pain?

Appear to make the metaphysic sheen?

Geometry exquisitely imply. What is the message?

[Verse 2]

On the third night I heard a voice, and it spoke in a tongue that was vaguely familiar

I felt the breath of an angel, I thought, as it went cross my cheek

[Verse 3 - Spoken]

Hyper-dimensional, cubist geometry and every redundancy of the grid codify thing

Must geometry, geometry? Is it mere coincidence?

[Verse 4]

And the light comes in dark flashes these days, we're growing too numb to its message, it seems

Trusting in silence and not in ourselves, we discount that something

[Outro - Spoken]

The effect has been to pretty much demolish civil society, to turn people into what is the ideal. Now the ideals very clear, the ideal is a completely fragmented, atomized society where everyone's totally alone, doing nothing but trying to pursue created wants and the wants are created, they're known that they're created, nobody wants those things. You create wants, people are stuck with their television set, or you know, their interactive, whatever it is