Below the Earth lies a serpent,
Fire and brimstone, remove the backbone,
Say hello to sunshine, wake up you’re baptized.
The temple is me,
Something to believe in,
Is something to be.
The evidence is all we taste.
Under the skin the heart is pumping.
What brought you to this?
Meat once was useless
Focus on the fiction,lose sight of the vision.
The temple is me,
Something to believe in,
Is something to be.
The evidence is all we taste.
Man makes changes,
Man wants everything.
Man makes changes,
Man wants everything…
Everything…
Everything…