Dust for Blood

Everything's so wonderful
Behind the cloudy veil is where I stand
Sentient beings with dust for blood
The false prophets are gathering around

And the moment of illusion's lost
And I feel so previously loved

The Arab spring, catch the sun
The sleight of hand and everything is gone
Burnt minnows, and no red eyes
Floating in the ether and depart

And the moment of illusion's lost
And I feel so deviously

Void of (all my special needs)
No love's lost (for future enemies)
Sinking (into the deepest hole)
Depressing (evolve into machine)

From the deep, the lowest ebb
A shrinking violet grows out from the dark
Whispering into the abyss
The right hand of the devil leaves a mark

And the moment of illusion's lost
And I feel so deviously

Void of (all my special needs)
No love's lost (for future enemies)
Sinking (into the deepest hole)
Depressing (evolve into machine)

And I feel so deviously

Void of (all my special needs)
No love's lost (for future enemies)
Sinking (into the deepest hole)
Depressing (evolve into machine)

Who's your enemy?
Who's your enemy?
Who's your enemy?
Who's your enemy?