I'd like to see you stripped of your skin
in the shape you were truly meant to be
I did it with my devil horns
with rank and asunder
so I came in through rumbling thunder
until my mind was torn away
the angels had to carry me home
but there I can be
anything for you
we can flower orchids onto our fingers
and shrink into tunnels
but who will cut glass for a living?
I am everything now
I had to fall into one of the folds in the fabric of time
because every atom has a universe of space between them
it shifts and unwinds and then it falls apart
into the earliest sign of something better
I'd like to see you stripped of your skin
in the shape you were truly meant to be
I did it with my devil horns
with rank and asunder
so I came in through rumbling thunder
until my mind was torn away
the angels had to carry me home
but there I can be
anything for you
we can hack both our eyelids
and dream for eternity
now let's toy with our minds
but for how long must I wait?
I am everything now
I had to fall into one of the folds in the fabric of time
because every atom has a universe of space between them
it shifts and unwinds and then it falls apart
into the earliest sign of something better
of something cleaner
that shines for the sake of the day
and then eagerly awaits for you to take it all away
oh, grob.
