[Verse 1]
I will arrange blood
In the hills by the sanatorium
My brain, covered in mud
Develops gills as I brew euphoria
[Verse 2]
No one believed that I could breathe under water
So no one was spared as I prepared for the slaughter
For the slaughter
[Verse 3]
I gave them God
I carved his face into a log
They had no brimstone, no ash
Until I tossed them a match
[Verse 4]
Now they've got hydrogen bombs
They k** in my name and give alms
They've mastered war and fear
What have I done to my dears?