The children ate his heart with brain sauce

Every grave that I've been through
Feeds me harder, leads me to
The ineffable raw of meet
I'm the worms under your feet

I'm so far away from heaven
I lost my sons in columbine
I lost my wife in 9/11
Fuck America, cut the line

Hail the lord of the flies
Hail the lord of the flies
Thunderbirds are far to fly
Thunderbirds are far to fly
Thunderbirds are far to fly

Down with tyranny of adults
He who walks behind the rows
Couldn't keep our cult occult
That's why then you should not grow
Take this one to malachai
Perhaps isaac can get you high

Thunderbirds are far to fly
Thunderbirds are far to fly
Hail the lord of the flies
Hail the lord of the flies
Hail the lord of the flies
Hail the lord of the flies

Ah!
Shut up!