Compulsion - I Am John's Brain

Lover of the world
Separates the dark
Fount of all your fear
How'd you get us here
Comfort in the night
Engineer of flight
Believe that you are right
Twinkle-toes tonight
More than a machine
Sometimes you are mean
Let me go to sleep
Through the eyelids peep
Separates the girls
Scans the road ahead
Inventing enemies
Dying by degrees
Make the children weep
Millions are asleep
Elevated creep
Feel addiction seep
Harbour of the dead
Nestled in your head
Remembers what she said
Again again again