Penal Colony Blue 9
Understand the reality of the frame
And the need to pull in all that exists to it
Listen to the world's hum
And the serial killers that heard it
Stay alive for the colors that have no name
Circumvent, breathe in the sulfates
Test the threshold
The envelope of pain
Blue nine
Pulling me down again
Blue nine
Penetrate the matrix of the senses
Falling through the neon and the carbon
Realized the horror and the loss
Succumbed to the id and the grandeur
Only seconds before you do it again
Only minutes until the gas caresses
Test the threshold
The envelope of pain
Blue nine
Pulling me down again
Blue nine
It's only a tic