Witness what we’ve done, us fools.
Our pitchforks held high for a bloody set of jewels.
But which way now, just don’t look down.
Go straight into town where the surround sound drowns out ...
The chitter chatter, pitter patter as your notes hit the perspex.
Involuntary reflex. Wander blind, you wonder child.
They’ve brought you up with manners and you’re the one that might save us.
But you may just enslave us.
Watch yourself, you’ve long gone sour.
Seas have closed up, Moses drowned and you,
Fooled a thousand gods.
But don’t hold your breath, your judgment ain’t far.
You’re not the one, my only son.
Swallow that fruit whole baby.
Serpent’s got your tongue.
Who’s laughing now?
Got yourself a crowd.
The thorn’s stuck deep
As your dying mother weeps.
Rotation of the general and we all hit the prayer mats.
Fall into descent because he’s so decent but he won’t repent.
Just collect your holy souls and trade em in for pyrite gold.
Assisting the gushing of this island’s jugular, final countdown to exit mass hysteria
So don’t tell us it was our fault, just look up from your own feet.
Sick rhetoric on repeat.