be quiet

[Instrumental Intro] be quiet i can't hear anymore I hear the creaking of the door the hinges breaking off onto the floor [Instrumental Breakdown] what do we do what do we say (covered in tape) lifting weight off my shoulders as the air gets colder the asteroid blocks the sun it's plummeting visually slower I've no gravity an unknown center to find what's happening a distant letter telling me to go on with no probable clause the right tells me what's wrong [Instrumental Breakdown] [Guitar Solo] there's red in the trees, there's red in the seams, there's black when I dream, piles of sticks without any leaves, the liquid steams, boiling over, I can't feel the consequence, of being too close to the solar, melting in closure attaining the patience, in isolation, as the black hole is opening, like a window that's cultivating, a pool of indifference to blood [Instrumental Breakdown] I'm drowning bathing in the infinite the stars act of lighters the view is magnificent [Instrumental Breakdown] [Guitar Solo] in this vacuum of empty space I'm found in false imprisonment the lock is ignorant stubborn to open I can't find the key the sounds creeping up on me [Pause] be quiet i can't hear anymore I hear the creaking of the door the hinges breaking off onto the floor [Instrumental Breakdown] [Instrumental Outro]