Far away, out beyond the furthest galaxies,
In a world, just slipping from the grib of sanity,
Sick with greed, and engulved by an obsessive vanity,
They made a choice, to sterilise the universe.
WHAIL (and kill?)
Focussing, intelligence incomprehensible,
And dreaming on by a fever becoming more insationable.
Let's pull the trigger! Let's pull the trigger! Go on.. and put an end, an end to all our problems.
WHAIL (and kill?)
In a world, just slipping from the grib of sanity,
Sick with greed, and engulved by an obsessive vanity,
They made a choice, to sterilise the universe.
WHAIL (and kill?)
Focussing, intelligence incomprehensible,
And dreaming on by a fever becoming more insationable.
Let's pull the trigger! Let's pull the trigger! Go on.. and put an end, an end to all our problems.
WHAIL (and kill?)