Protein

Cut off her ears
She didn’t want to hear
The voice, the gods
She didn’t seem to fear
She is not of the water
I took her piece by piece
This planet’s getting hotter
There’s got to be a better way
She’s dead, that’s fine
It’s the kind of work that suits me
She’s dead, that’s fine
It’s the kind of work…
I had a dream
The crawling chaos said
I need for you to
Fill everyone with lead
He filled me up with protein
I gave the magic sign
He gave me x-ray vision
And now the world is mine
She’s dead, that’s fine
It’s the kind of work that suits me
She’s dead, that’s fine
I’m ready