Omnitron - I Am He lyrics

Multiple choice in a hightech. submission: like a doorgunner in a Huey; technology cures stupidity? I want to ease right now, LAZILY I want to dream away, DROWSILY. Hit...me! Hit...me! Hit...me! Hit...me! Chorus: I bless the EARTH of which we feed, I bless the AIR in which we breathe, I bless the SUN burning in sky. Bliss of the MOON, no reason why 'cause I am HE that was and is and shall BE, grappling with fate as old LVB reading B. of the D. Entropic mort-GAG-ization...meaning DEATH, desovereignization. I want to sleep, OK? In the noonday sun. Let's try to make it this time, ALL RISE!