Bonehead

The Faint - Machine in the Ghost

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

There's no ghost in this machine

I make my own mistakes

We seem like skeletons

With bonehead beliefs

History straight crucified

Human supernaturalized

We hope

We're not alone

Exploded stars and space debris

Time itself can make some things

A ghost

Is that all?

What was there before the bang

How did nothing come to end

At once?

Let's ask the atheists

The astronauts

The mystics of the amazon

The priests, the cults, the wiccans, the pope!

The crystal ball, the fear of God

The tarot cards, the dowsing rod

Theologians, alchemists

Black magicians, physicists

Say no

Say we don't know

Cults arise from egos

Sick with poltergeists and feelings

Tune your TV to the snow

Watch the first thing ever known

It's always on

When nothing's over what was there

Let's ask the astronauts

Let's ask the priests, the cults, the wiccans, the pope!

Dice! The monks! Shaman! The nuns!

Buddha! The holy ghost! Sickness! The philosopher!

Meditators, pyramids, mathematicians, acid heads

Theologians, alchemists, black magicians, physicists

Cults arise, form egos