When its tail the serpent does swallow
And all prophesies we decry
In the shadow of knowledge we’ll wallow
As the dead again do die
Blind fools we follow
As the honest lie
What is solid will be found hollow
And the most loyal will be a spy
The midnight sun will be disguised
A step forward becomes two to the abyss
While in their blood children are baptized
From the skies gods we will miss
What’s impossible will become realized
And the truth will be dismissed
Where the revered become despised
And the wicked, saints that we kiss
The sun will drip with slime
As a mechanical cancer spreads over all
Where freedom is a crime
And everything sweet turns to gall
In the evaporation of time
The grim reaper will tremble and fall
True blue will become blood red
All differences illegal will become
As priests us unwed
Mohammed will go to the slum
As nature is put on her head
Night to light will succumb
No one will dare to speak
Our thoughts will be rewired
Manufactured happiness we will seek
Sex will no longer be desired
Then the ground will reek
And nowhere peace shall be acquired