Cosmic Destroyer

Caught in the motion of endless rotation
Makes you feel ill, makes your guts want to spill
When the world in your head is the world where you live
The people seem strange, with their paranoid dreams
It goes on and on, on and on
It goes on and on, on and on
Breathe it in, the particles of ancient remains still circulate
Breathe in and out, until we fall? rest? on the sedimentary plains
Singing for millions of years, still dreaming of you
Feeding on the mythical creatures
Devouring all of their powers
That was your nature
Cosmic destroyer
And you don’t have a name
But you can call it so many different things