[Verse 1] Khamsin on the hills Of woe Dandelions I blow At the sun and so My God has no friends but me, just me Those times when we were good Do the things we should Are past, are past [Chorus] Eugenic religion, imperial dreams Your children are the verses of monotonous hymns Eugenic religion, imperial dreams Where killers and messiahs are...Learn More

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a jerk who makes you cry But there's just no other guy like me Yeah, yeah, yeah When there's just not place to hide That is when I go inside Jolene I don't feel like dancing when there are Ticks out in the streets And when popular music soothes the Plain old savage beast And my gloves are stained with blood Solar panels on my...Learn More