It was all
Just a polyencephalic nightmare
How could we fall
For an artificially shaped fight where
We vented our rage
In a virtual cage
But killing each other for what
We thought was a dubious plot
But now back on the ship we remember
The cage has been real since December
Of two-thousand ten
We've escaped it again and again
With this toy that brings us no joy
Just migraines and memory loss
We'd rather be nailed to a cross
Take me away
From this coffin that's floating in space!
Give me one day
Where I don't have a mask on my face
I'm tired of playing a game
That's the same every time
Of committing fake crimes
Make me a rock or a tree
On a world that is humanoid free
All that I need
Is a fruit and a seed
And the sun beating down from above
I'll escape it again
credits
from A Maze of Death,
released July 18, 2005
Future Boy: vocals, lyrics
Johnny Cashpoint: music