Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs
Chaotic energy that sucks the life from to He
All life withers in the sun

I deny what I have done
Spend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fire
Solar confinement
Solar distress flares

I've slept with many strangers
So fission fusion fission makes good sense
Where I lay my head 
My troubles I put down to experience
It's warm and lonely in the sun

lonely boy sits in his room
His curtains hide the sun
Confess to what you've done
And no one understands