Clean and bright, light and air… Then the mud, and the atmosphere… What we know, and what we’ll find… Leave the old world far behind… I walked in, they said “we’ve been waiting” Shocked right there, I didn’t say a thing No call ahead, no word from me But they just smiled, said “we see everything” Chairs so hard, room so sleek Ana said “we don’t deal in absolutes, babe” Just the flow of the things we calculate Where the data leads, that’s where we navigate Then the door opened, stepped right through The ground gave way, and the world turned blue Not the hall, not the place I knew Something shifted, whole new view… Bob woke up dead upon the floor Suit too tight, meeting at four Graham’s gonna steal what he worked for But his life — it ain’t his no more Hell’s got plans behind the gate Pride’s got power, schemes and fate And I’m heading where the answers wait Down the road to Purgatory’s gate Three sisters sat beneath the tree Youngest fabulous for all to see The middle a mess but she does try The eleest knitting, with a heavy sigh They held their hands, their voices rose Told me how the whole story goes How Hell ran on like some old firm How the bosses left, left it to squirm Ozzy came, Death with a cape Fried the drive so Graham can’t take What Bob built with his own two hands Then he left him in the shifting sands Not the end, not the final word Something bigger’s getting stirred I got the passes, I got the sign It’s my turn now to walk the line Bob woke up dead upon the floor Suit too tight, meeting at four Graham’s gonna steal what he worked for But his life — it ain’t his no more Hell’s got plans behind the gate Pride’s got power, schemes and fate And I’m heading where the answers wait Down the road to Purgatory’s gate Who is Bob? What’s got to change? Why’s the system all arranged? Corruption deep, the cracks appear I’m gonna find out what’s happening here Choose with care, choose with grace What you seek is face to face Not just one man’s broken plan It’s the whole wide afterlife in your hands… Vanilla latte in my hand Passes ready, understand This is where the truth begins Where the old story bends and spins… Purgatory… I’m coming home… Purgatory… Where the truth is known…
