Lyrics:

The creation of this object that I have in my hand
And the gift that we've been given to induce such violent pain
Step up off of your knees
This is communication through frequencies
Vibration attacking all your body's sensations
It's the gift that we've been given

'Hello, hello, can you hear me still?'
This is not the church; get up off your knees
I do not preach
And you have no time to bleed
As you fall to your knees
It's the gift that we've been given

'Hello, can you hear me still?'

And this is not the church and I do not preach
And I have no time to bleed

The creation of this object
That I have in my hand
And the gift that we've been given
To induce such violent pain

Step up off of your knees
This is communication through frequencies
Vibration attacking all your body's sensations
It's the gift that we've been given

No time to bleed
As you fall to your knees