Unreal - Michael Gira

When the cool light flows through 10 million minds

Our experience will blend us in your sight

Our experience will blend us in with the stars

No we’ll never know how unreal we are

And when the cool light flows and 10 million sleep

Our experience will blend in with your sightless

dreams… Urreal

Through telepathy we’ll shoot through the sky

And we’ll shine like steel in a clear white fire

We’ll taste your honey mouth and kiss your eyes like mirrors

And fill your body up with 10 million tears

Our experience is shiffing, your body’s made of clear light

We’ll blend in with your image — a picture draamed by the

blind… Unreal.