Flyentology [Remixed by Tone Infernum] [ft. Trent Reznor & Rob Sonic]
Keep me in the sky, that's all that I cry I'll become your servant if it's worth your time Keep me in the sky, that's all that I'll say I'll become your soldier, at least for this day Keep me in the sky, that's all that I cry I'll become your servant if it's worth your time Keep me in the sky, that's all that I'll say
I know I haven't been walking a humble path I know I cursed at your name and then laughed And though I found it inane to bend calf The servitude of groveling framed as pained task I gotta figure, it can't hurt to ask Suspension of disbelief in uniquely freak flash Admission of the faithfully shaken, now trapped 30 thousand and dropping it's on and popping at last
Keep me in the sky, that's all that I cry I'll become your servant if it's worth your time Keep me in the sky, that's all that I'll say I'll become your soldier, at least for this day
No! There are no atheists in the foxholes No! There is no intellect in the air No! There are no scientists on the way down Just a working example of faith versus physics
Flyentology (oh god) Everybody get your ticket today Flyentology (oh god) Welcome aboard, sir, right this way Flyentology, flyen-flyentology (oh god) Our bible is in your seat back pocket Flyentology (oh god) Tuck your head between your legs, now pray
I adore you The same way that others always adored you Emergency, humility Just break glass I implore With no knowledge of dogma to conform to I know I don't deserve it, but save my ass And if I'm going down, let me do it in first class The paganistic prayer of a heathen with wild past Please forgive my bastardized style dash And anoint me with salvation in form of non-crash
I wanna live so bad All my life, I've been so arrogant This is the vessel of my 'wakening Please father, put your hand out Carry it I wanna live so bad All my life, I've been so arrogant This is the vessel of my 'wakening God damn it, put your hand out Carry it
No! There are no atheists in the foxholes No! There is no intellect in the air No! There are no scientists on the way down Just a working example of faith versus physics
This is (oh god) This is flyentology (oh god) Flyentology (oh god) Flyentology (oh god)
Keep me in the sky, that's all that I cry I'll become your servant if it's worth your time Keep me in the sky, that's all that I'll say I'll become your soldier, at least for this day