In the of the senses Tinker Bell and The Ripper has no meaning not where they come from But we know pleasure is not that
little, fruit is forbidden Sometimes we wobble, we're strong But you evil is an exact science carefully, correctly, wrong
Priests and cannibals, animals Everybody's as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the come home
We feel like Greeks we feel Romans Centaurs and monkeys just cluster us We elixirs that we refine From the juices of the
We are not monsters, we're moral And yet we have the to do this This is the splendor of our Call in the air strike with a poison
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's as the dead come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a as the dead come home
How bad it gets, you imagine The wax, the breath of reptiles God is not mocked, He knows His Karma take us at any moment
Cover Him up, I think finished You know it's never been so But I don't know, my dreams are We still end up with the great big fishes
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's happy as the dead home Big black nemesis, No one move a muscle as the dead home
Priests and cannibals, prehistoric Everybody's happy as the dead home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
Priests and cannibals, animals Everybody's happy as the come home Big nemesis, parthenogenesis No one move a muscle as the dead come
and cannibals, prehistoric animals Everybody's