Our abode 'mongst the stars is waiting, Long enough for our last breath of life You stare at nothing, right through me At times resembling the Devil's concubine And me, I am the idol that would long To caress your eyes until they would open no more I would comfort you if I only could But as we all know by now… I am just thin air Unaware as you are of my presence, You are losing yourself Hiding within THE AMEN CORNER