The Message - NIM VIND

20,000 Hands reached that foreign land\nBut they only touched a dream\nWords were different then\nHe was cold again\nMuch too soon\nIt was obscene\nThe message was clear\nThat he laid down with his hands\nTo dead mindless embodiment\nOf humanoid wax\nRemember me\nRipcords pierce the sky\nFallout. All I love\nThey were waiting to be received\nAll of their minds\nWere tuned into one mind\nIt was so terrible to conceive\n40,000 Feet march out the exit door\nLeft purpose perfectly trite\nAnd when they hit the streets\nTheir minds went blank again\nThey were searching for his name