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 our 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