I saw a tall god falling out of the sky
Weapon of war
Hanging onto the rung
I saw a small god crawling out of the sty
Stepping through the door
I spit the oil from my lungs
I wanna know what it feels like to rain fire from the sky
I wanna know what it feels like to be the God of a thing that I despise
Do you know what it feels like to be the image of a God upon high? Oh!
Feeling head over heels, I keep on sinning to see if He will drop by
I figured out how to breathe life into impossible things
Made of wire and steel pipes, making unstoppable beings
Breaking nature’s law with the force of metal
I am not just crazy, but I'm sick and I am tired
‘Cause heaven is a bore where the angels settle
And the gods are lazy ‘cause they know they won’t die
Planned obsolescence
I want the essence
Programmed aggression
In my possession
Self-described "prayer-psychedelia collective" from New Zealand stack kaleidoscopic riffs and slack grooves into tripped-out praise music. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 4, 2024
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