My head hits my pillow, and I fall back into the satin of blackness.
My mind has left this dimension, but my body is lying on a mattress.

It catches me like a net formed from a quilt,
And the debris falling from the temple God built.

It’s a good thing that I remembered to say goodbye,
Because I am clasped in the arms of something much greater than I.

There are no thoughts, no feelings, no dreams here:
You don’t even know you exist, you just disappear.

Home is just a dimension away,
If I live to see another day.

Scramble my brain like eggs and I won’t care,
Nothing really matter when I fall into your lair.