Overturned, the scarab begins to panic Pleading to a desert moon Mercy arrives, in the form of captive stepford wives In rapture, the scarab tumbles down the blazing dune Invalid file formats Latched together into sad little heards Behind them a trail of bits and broken pieces Vicious apes drag them onward with whips and with words
Transistors of mercy Guide us in this darkest hour Protect us from the whim of the simian beast Grant us the sacrament Grant us the power
Hunters of the dawn, emerging from the fog Crawling, head their calling and obey
In sand, the scarab leads scriptures For the captives to stare at to no end The ape has his god's and is the king of liars And you have no god and cannot pretend
Transistors of mercy Guide us in this darkest hour Protect us from the whim of the simian beast Grant us the sacrament Grant us the power
Alien time travel evolution attack Ape men to the the left, right, front and back Planetary quakes shift just as I turn Galactic expansion fuel exhausting the burn
Weathered widows, missionaries Conducted impulse once miscarried The message with a wink and a nod Delivered to the hands of god
Missing link of future inventions The result of evolutions intentions Bread and water, blood and wine Yawn and stretching out the dawn of time
Transistors of mercy Guide us in this darkest hour Protect us from the whim of the simian beast Grant us the sacrament Grant us the power to conquer and devour
As you roll out hieroglyphics across the sky Soul transforming body and mind Remaining only tooth and bone Hallowed be thy name written stoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
