Useless hands and useless faces
Magnetized by living fire
Bury me in the sincerest grave
I could never tell you what I knew
I should've known

How the hell is hell in heaven?
Will the devil sing along?
To a star that's screaming out to space
Out of space

When the future and the past is now
Where the sky rises and sets somehow
Once upon a time and time is all at once
Time is all I want

Never on it, never waste it
Only watch dimensions bend
To an angle 15 million degrees
How the hell is hell in heaven?
Will the devil sing along?
Will the devil sing along?
Does the devil know the song?
Can an angel know the song?

The devil:
There’s a little chunk of metal
And it’s circling the sun
Like a teapot sipping while they try to sing along
And I got everyone around me and they want to hear the song
But you can’t, you’ve got to want it, try to get it but it’s gone
Up, down, take it deeper and deeper into the sound
Get closer. Listen to the middle of it
Eight or nine or ten and maybe then you can sneak a little peek up at the devil with his crown

The sun:
Nulla tempus dilectionis solei
Nulla tempus solei
Tempus est ignis
Tempus est
Tempus est me

Never counting, never count on me
Ring the bell to wake me up from sleep
Once upon a time and time is all at once
Time is all I want

Like clocks on the sun
Clocks on the sun
Clocks on the sun
Clocks on the sun
Clocks on the sun


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