Light, I f**ing like it!
Although we whisper through the wasteland
I can see my friends
Night, I'm f**ing siked on it!
In the gloom
We can amplify the doom
Play Black Sabbath in our room
Bang out our weary heads
And drown our sorrows
And so the day begins
The earth does spin
The sky doth shine
We wander here from near and far
With all our hopes jammed into one:
To pour our life force on the pavement
Rent a little trench in time
Growing near, ever clear
Can you hear it?
Of the air, in the spheres
It's here, power spirit
I was scheming about ways
Of getting out, trying to escape
From the binding circles of
Habitual existence
Growing near, ever clear
Can you hear it?
Of the air, in the spheres
It's here, power spirit
And in this age of men
The beast within longs to feast
In the age of reason
We forge on
Hungry with thoughts of treason