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!