Penal Colony - Combine текст песни

Peacekeeper, dawn your tent
Suck on oxygen through a paper straw
Prophylactic burning
No longer a need to use

Still the combine sputters
And heaves a mournful yawn
Harvesting two thousand ghosts
And leaves the seeds for more
For more, for more

Condoloma epidemic
T-cell genocide
We can consummate no more
We're living it through VR (virtual reality)

Still the combine stammers
From the pedophile it hides
Harvesting two million cases
And takes no time to stop

Still the combine sputters
And heaves a mournful yawn
Harvesting two thousand ghosts
And leaves the seeds for more

Interzone reporter
Homophobic diatribe
We take it for the norm
And copulate the bosom
Of faith, hope, and charity
There is no God
Pass the ammonia