Lyrics

He enlists an able deck-hand to wield the drill A vortex in his cortex to release his will As spiral enters he spins out of control All magic circles under those eyes - Mental ventilation won't stifle their cries His futility belt all crowded with spies His one good eye now all a ghastly squint Head held together with sorrow and spit So much haste, too much speed Spasm-tongued sermon decreed; I opened my eyes and I starеd right through my photographs of you I opened my eyеs and I choked out through my memory of faith ... a malady on the mainline... A man of inaction, a greyer of shades Prey to twisting frequencies with whom he once played Wild of eye and long in tooth Lies all that are left for our seeker of truth A stoop-backed, sad sack, all thoughts side-tracked Onrush of water through compromised hull I opened my eyes and I stared right through my photographs of you I opened my eyes and I choked out through my memory of faith [Abyss stares right through him.] Crow's nest crowded with cackling crew All staring faces peering straight through Leering out of this unwitting host A-raising the black sails and floating his ghost I opened my eyes and I stared right through my photographs of you I opened my eyes and I choked out through my memory of faith I shuttered my eyes and I stared right through my photographs of you I shuttered my eyes and I choked out through my memory of faith