Lyrics

You think you’re special
You think you know you are
Hand picked created and the brightest of them all

You’re transcendental
You think you know it all
Earth is a tomb and the tumor of the cosmos

Please stop be cautious
Your skeleton looks lost without it

Please stop because there’s
No seraphs on the Mortal Pellet

Free up your gardens
Your mental atom is much too crowded

Abduct their starship
Enlighten all the parasitics

When the feet start marching
And the bees taste our pollen
They will see this place is Zion
Transcend expand broaden your dimension

When the feet stop marching
And the leaves all start falling
We will seize your wings with talons
And feed off your freedom