Lyrics:
Ten thousand tales for the curious kindBazaar of heavens for a hive mindAbraham cut into threeMan found gods and began to preachSuffering loves faythe loves sufferingSmile to elders like a good dollRepent, accept, separate yourselfSuck the aureate tongueSing the praise of your creationBride-prices, thought crimes, blind mindsThe Word hides vivid monstersTo bed the tribal itch