Porcupine Tree Space Transmission
PORCUPINE TREE - SPACE TRANSMISSION
You must listen very carefully to what I have to say. There isn't much time, because You-Know-Who has consumed all the instruments.
For many eons now I have been trapped on this planet. He is keeping me here against my will, and sometimes when I press my ear up very close to the concrete I can hear his daughters sobbing with laughter.
Either, I am blind...or I have been in darkness ever since the sun exploded fourteen centuries ago.
A few hours ago, He Who Keeps Me Here visited me saying, "God, why do the millions worship you instead of I — am I not more powerful...more forgiving...and TRULY compassionate?"
A black liquid was seeping uncontrollably from my mouth, and all I could do was babble incomprehensibly about a dream I had many moons ago. In it, a clock ticked constantly, maddening my senses.
...that was all...but it lasted for many days, until each tick seemed like fragments of glass, piercing my scales.
He-Who-Keeps-Me-Here tells me that one day I will return to earth
And then...
I will seek my revenge.
