The dusk brings poison—breathe it in 
A distant sunder is dooming 
It’s a bloodstained bundle of flesh and bone 
Here and now, preach anything 
Flurry down like snow 

My head’s been quiet too long 
Thoughts pool and shimmer 
That’s why I have come 
That’s why I sit on the stone 
I’m a brainless quitter with a hand in woe 

Though I sleep sound, 
Nothing here is changing anymore 
It’s a cry for disaster 
Nothing here is changing anymore 

At the brink of sundown, 
At the edge of the world, 
I argued faithlessness to a man with no voice 
But his gestures told me enough 
To some, I’m a winner 
To him? A bug 

Though I sleep sound, 
Nothing here is changing anymore 
It’s a cry for disaster 
Nothing here is changing anymore 
Know truth knocks with the impact of a comet 
Then everything is strange 
Then you become afraid of you 

Fight or flight, I'm a quitter 
My hospitality’s wasted 
Behold the caitiff 
From the tip of the stone, I am no bug! 
-Ignorance bestowed as involvement is lost 

Memory fogs as equilibrium grows 
All the other kids think it’s funny, 
But they don’t know what I know… 
They see pain 
They see death 
That twist of information could cost your life… 

Now I’ve all the full-color designs 
‘Cause I sat on the stone 

If I am an insect, 
Then all of my people take the night 
-Light up the forest with all our numbers 

And you’ll all sleep sound 
‘Cause nothing is changing 
It’s a cry for disaster 
Nothing is changing anymore