Trantor Video (MV)

Standing under the line so high
Blocking out most of the sky
All the rattling piercing the mind
Severing connection from the
Source of everything we know is right

All the ground is one big shadow
Obfuscating what you should know
Clouds above gather and make it grey
Forming a ceiling to make it

Feel like we are living underground
We got these heat sinks around
Think I'm standing in Dahl

All the people in Billibottom
Can't even dream about the sun
Concrete and metal form a cage
Binding their ankles so they can't
Even dream of flying away

Light and dark hold no difference
Don't think anyone could give a shit
Basking in the light from the windows
About all the people toiling below
Paying the price of progress
Feeling the weight upon their chests
Ready to pull a knife

Out of their pockets
A knife upon the world
Well comb through the thick mustache and
Make it so dashing
You never know
What is coming your way

And everytime it happens
Yeah every time I'm standing there
I just can't help but think about

Being under the Trantor sky
Being under the Trantor sky
Being under the Trantor sky
Being under
The Trantor Sky