Cosmic Destroyer

Caught in the motion of endless rotation

Makes you feel ill, it makes your guts want to spill

When the world in your head is the world where you live

People seem strange with their paranoid dreams

It's goes, on and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

Even if the particles of ancient remains still circulate

In and out, until we fall rest on the sedimentary plains

Sleeping for millions of years

Still dreaming of you.

Feeding on the mythical creatures

Devouring all of their powers

That was your nature

Cosmic Destroyer

And you don't have a name

but you've been called so many different things