Haunters, and the semi-divine say the same thing every time
Corpulent, and partly thick, every day is a parlor trick
Porcine, wonders abound, burn the hogs with cholera
Whip the flesh, of the amber mare, ‘til the cavalcade stops and stares

Fractals, ride the grime, how can this not be a crime
Ecocide, we continue to hew, when nature just might thrash you

Hurried and harassed, steel to stone and metal to flesh

They can kill you but they can’t eat you
Godlets they can mistreat you

Dark paths, oh please just once
So tired, haven’t slept in months
Tireless, inoculation
Spreading debt, humiliation
Pitched hot, right into the wreckage
Picked the glass from their faces
And you were sick of war, how can you forget
You were once dealt the hand of death

Sorrow, from the marrow, why can’t you be decent

They can kill you but they can’t eat you
Godlets, they can mistreat you
You’re cynical is what they say
How could there be any other way?

I weathered this misfortune
Cold smoke and a shot in the locker
Ring kissers time to strip your wealth
When we lift our brothers, we lift ourselves

They will kill you and then they’ll eat you
Godlets, they will defeat you
You’re cynical is what they say
How could there be any other way?

Without distractions, I need distractions
Distractions, paralyzed by desperation
Distractions, anything to stave mutation
Distractions

I’ll take that action
I’ll take that action
He’ll take that action
I’ll take that action
Distractions