Deadtide

Stargazer Syndrome

Deadtide


Human condition and existential enigma
Lead always back to the stars
It's believed the matter from which we came will reveal everything
Years: thousands; victims: billions; starstruck, lost in thought
Beyond earth's atmosphere lies our obsession

As you stare up, into our deadly universe
That masquerades as an entity of sinless beauty
Ever wonder how those trillions of stars always send your mind astray?

'Cause out there exist celestial bodies of death
Atoms fuse and rip apart
Gaze long enough
Then, as your thought exceeds the beauty of the stars
In sets stargazer syndrome
The stars prepare to ravish your brain
As the star-sirens sing

The star-sirens promise answers humanity dies to know
And summon your brain to venture to space
When it's within reach, the stars pierce your brain
Ego-feast - they dine on your admiration

As you ruminate
On the wonders and mysteries of the universe
Thousands of stars cannonball into the mental reservoir
Nowhere for the rising seas to go - overflow

Scrutinizing the majesty beyond the sky
Looking for answers, but you're looking at lies
If you flirt with the sirens, you fall to the syndrome