the artificial closeness   one always covets   the string he tied unravelled   the act evolving   bound together by this   surreal thing of exotic fiction   denied the process   where do we go from here?   [step inside the industries]      embrace static screams   free-formed, rushing forward   this is the meaning   of the end times   the lie uncovered   bursts through the other side of fate   flails away at the certainty   i will not follow...   where do we go from here?   where do we go from here?      i see my ministry   my flock, clean slate is spread before me   i see my ministry   this vision of the end of everything    [where do we go from here?]   i've seen my ministry   my flock of sheep is spread before me   i've seen my ministry   this vision of the end of everything    [where do we go from here?]