Tiki Satanism

Tiki Satanism
American hedonism and the fall of Rome
Try to stop breathing
Fill your vessel with sand
Sigh in the sea wind
Lose sight of land

Take off your visor
Take off your vest
The drama you crave is
An infinite jest

You cannot see Him
But you’ll call him Man

And you’ll martyr yourself
For the promised land

Try to stop breathing
Fill your vessel with sand
Sigh in the sea wind
Lose sight of land

Take off your visor
Take off your vest
The drama you crave is
An infinite jest

Drink without meaning on the tiki veranda
Whiskey and sunburn and waterproof camera

Coladas and Christ in this new world you’re braving
Apocalypse tongue and nicotine craving

And nicotine craving
And nicotine craving
And nicotine craving

The birds in the trees
can see that we’re grieving

We sleep under skins
And falsify dreams

The birds in the trees
can see that we’re scheming

We sell out their skins
And fabricate dreams

No more lies
No more lies

from Satanism, released June 16, 2018

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