…ring, praise and sing He loves you dwelling in fear and sin Fear is a choice you embrace Your only truth Tribal poetry Witchcraft filling your void Lust for fantasy Male necrocracy Every child worthy of a better tale…

…And now we'll follow You whereever you wanna go Cause your body, is my temple You're my fiddle because your words make me whole And your body is my temple My temple My temple Yeah Your body is my temple Oh darling disarm…

…wouldnt share my fantasy This is about our love and hate we better stop before its too late Thats way my heart is black and blue and cryiing Were only playing peace and war I've never flet like this before Theres nothing…

…here Not a single one of your fathers died young The handy travelers Out of Africa Little Lucy of the Afar Gave birth to fantasy To idolatry To self-destructive weaponry Enter the god of gaps Deep within the past…

…With the fire from the fireworks up above me With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand You run for cover in the Temple of Love You run for another, but still the same For the wind will blow my name across…