Oh holy man, feed the volcano.
So, I abandon my call for reign.
No, this is not what the god's made us for little sacrificial animals

In the store all caged up, pre-paid at the door
Don't wait up. L'll join you tomorrow right here, right now. let the weaklings drown

Oh, let the water wash me away so I can live with the innocent
No, I'm a butcher, the bible says so inn the kitchen for a cannibal

Oh, let the birds of a feather sing of the pain that the pleasure brings
Of the change in the western wind and the changed direction

In the store all caged up
Dre-paid at the door. Don't wait up
I'll join you tomorrow right here, right now
Death to sacred cows

The ghost in the machine, I feel it open up to m
I feel the ocean swallowing everything, every breed, every being

Oh holy man, feed the volcano, so, I abandon my call for reign
No, this is not what the god's made us for little sacrificial animals

In the store all caged up
Pre-paid at the door
Don't wait up. O'll join you tomorrow right here, right now. only one way out.)