Black Corridor Songtext
von Space Ritual

Space is infinite; it is dark
Space is neutral; it is cold
Stars occupy minute areas of space
They are clustered a few billion here, a few billion there
As if seeking consolation in numbers


Space does not care
Space does not threaten
Space does not comfort
It does not sleep
It does not wake
It does not dream
It does not hope
It does not love
It does not hate
It does not encourage any of these qualities

Space cannot be measured
It cannot be angered
It cannot be placated
It cannot be summed up

Space is there
Space is not large, and it is not small
It does not live, and it does not die
It does not offer truth, and neither does it lie
Space is a remorseless, senseless, impersonal fact
Space is the absence of time and of matter