Evil New War God

Listen to the bird it's a lie

My thinking boiling midnight

Hole in midnight

Holes in the head of the world

Not likely, not slowly

You and me gotta let that

The monkey king is leaving

Born to the bane of the world

Bane of the world

Not slowly, not suddenly

What good is a dead beast?

Unleashed let them follow in

Holes in the head of the world

Not suddenly, not likely

Plebeian, and waiting the harbinger invisible

Last in line and boring like its heavenly

Right now!

Tired lung, the fall of what you said to me

My favorite

Last in line, and waiting like its heavenly

You're blinded, right now!