Worshipping the finer things
You glorify your gods

On your knees you look to clouds  
Instead of to the stars
Lost inside your paradise
Forsaking life on Mars

Arrogance and selfishness
The center of your universe

Inward thoughts implode
Upon the death of your sunlight  
Salvation from the black hole lies
Alone in endless night

No shadow of a doubt it seems
Can change the fear of dark

The constant time and empty space
Though desolate and cold
Is still the only peace to find
Detached from all we hold