Welcome home; classic portrait
Homemakers open whores gate
Jedi leave Endor saved
Agony of enforced grace
Attempts at progress remain void
Same conversations same voice
Block sleeping world arrange toys
Present day nostalgia slain droids
Great outdoors is great agony
Warlords subletting dragons keep
Wasteland hosting barren feast
Shallow seas no apparent deep
Voids of iron clad space shift
Where all those mad disgraced sit
Would prefer vast hags matrix
Any of these people have faces?

No faces when I look round
Sheeple recreate hooks sound
Bowing to an ageless crown
Another day in this faceless town
No faces when I look round
Sheeple recreate hooks sound
Bowing to an ageless crown
Another day in this faceless town

Looking for divine scenery
Found the light behind greenery
So I run from resigned machinery
Evading Slendermans pleasantries
Before wordsmiths can sentence me
Let my third dimension breath
Used bookstores are heavenly
Ghosts of home concuct wraith
Blackout on my lost raft
Wake up in loft sparse
These faces are not masks
My guard is dropped fast
All my hungers basic
Enjoying thunders stasis
Finally found other faces
To saviour summer grace with


No faces when I look round
Sheeple recreate hooks sound
Bowing to an ageless crown
Another day in this faceless town
No faces when I look round
Sheeple recreate hooks sound
Bowing to an ageless crown
Another day in this faceless town