The soil is plasticine
the kids play with it
And the killers play with it
They pay victims to play victim
They get away with it
They'll never get a way with it
The same system
Been slaves since then
Bills and tracheas
Waste pillars and grave thickens
The sane shiver, engaged in clay shaping
And pain shipments, tamed tongues
the faith cleaner, play dumb
Your anointing oil replaced with paint thinner
Hunker down as you need
The suns risen, and my reason
Meets your fiction, who listens
My visions?
They prove Caesars
You'll see, soon
The sea seethes with monsoons
Nostalgia, they're fake potions
Remember sips and pinched noses
Those sick seeds in dark rooms, who takes notice above?
If anything, know this, like algae the world needs us
The codes written
Pope pulls prayers and pokes feelings
paid visits, taint treatment
Take polls, take pills
Take turns
Take it all in stride, from here?
Just uphill, movement coincides
Good churn, sterile holy place
We build urns inside
Urban ones
My shill?
Harsh lights and pesticides
We break bread, and eat with pride
My knowledge is mine alone
My deal?
Is fratricide, this takes skill
And evil eyes