"brain matter(s)" lyrics

The gates of hell
Are built with brain matter
If you don't believe me
Is it getting any better
The more you think about it?

Heaven
I don't want to wait to die to find you
Maybe a mind isn't bad to lose
Maybe I'm right on time
To throw it into the wind

Save me
From the late night doom and gloom
That knows sleep is my escape
And beats me at my own game
Now I'm wide wake

And I hate the day before the sun's on the horizon
I hate to calculate the moments wasted thinking of dying
But I had to taste the lie you're selling so I'm buying
Now I hate the day before the sun's on the horizon

I don't know why the gates of hell
Are built with brain matter
If you don't believe me
Is it getting any better
The more you think about it?