Center of the World

To what senses
 Oh did you expect everyone to come
 They've got none left, stripped like old fences
 Naked to the whip
 Of the world and the wind
 And you look their way and man, they're gonna run
 Worse, they'll take your rotten word
 Like honest monsters
 They'll look you in your one good eye
 And smoothing down our fur say
 "It's our cross, get behind me, trust our power now"
 There's a black light glowing
 At the center of the world
 And I'm losing my sight
 There's a black balloon imploding
 At the center of the world
 Full of nothing tonight
 So what senses
 Oh did I expect we'd again return
 Our desert skin's been burned
 Well, evil loves apprentice
 And mystery, while leatherbound, is half-conceived
 Yeah, it's still just a string of words
 I'm full of nothing tonight