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