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Space


I lost my soul in a portal hole

I lost my faith in outer space

I gained a voice 3 billion light years away

 transmitters track my day

My followers we are in a pilgrimage, no get away 

I lost my way to the space station 

I lost the plot 

 i had trance like visionary i could not see the spot

I asked the spaceman which way to mars

But he just laughed at me

My judgement was indispair

I talked a lot to paranoia 

And we signed in blood to destroy her

They want to own me

Disown me

U should no my followers 

Now there is no turn 

Just the galaxy 

Where is my portal 

I hitch a lift on a shooting star

And land in psychiatry 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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