Butcher

Watching the decoys, of all description Sparkle of colour, creating diversion The liars are out - they have all the assets Mining for oil, they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter, the lead in the air Butcher the womb, and expect her to bear At least you'll be awake! Forests are falling, there's smoke in my throat Machine over man, and the mass over mind Re-assurance from face, on my screen Appointment with destiny, for those who will run Out of the virus, immunity comes Out of the virus, immunity comes At least you'll be awake! Watching the decoys, of all description Sparkle of colour, creating diversion The liars are out, they have all the assets Crawling for oil, they were bleeding for gold Fruit tasting bitter, and the lead in the air Butcher the womb, and expect her to bear At least you'll be awake!