Down we fall To be cleansed of all Sins and virtues And on we fight Dying to invite The gentle vultures
Through the idols of lust They try to gain our trust With the treasures of another world
No man is a prophet here Why can't you see? The ones who will light our day Are here to stay
What gifts do we bring? Moral bliss and doublethink Those things you can't live without So join our cargo cultTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
