The Creator Has A Mastertape - Porcupine Tree

He captured and collected things

And he put them in a shed

He raised a proper family

So he could tie them to a bed

The creator had a mastertape

But he left it in a cab

I stared into the void tonight

The best dream I ever had

He worked himself into the ground

And drove a spike into his head

A voice said «Are you happy now?»

«Your sordid home is running red»

Pills and chloroform

All the pages torn