Testo Conduit

This is an official signal out to the ether
I am but a vessel for your song
This disbelief is now somehow typical procedure
Need not be special to belong, to belong

Anyone, anything
Somewhere out there listening
Cover me in all your glow, high up over the trees Everything in every way
Powers that be operate
I'd rather die high on my feet, than live like this on my knees

Folded over twisted in the mystery of my soul
I can't seem to find where I go wrong
This disbelief is now somehow out of my control
Need not be perfect to be strong, to be strong

This rapid fire that we require
It's gonna be the end for us