There is on this paper a forest
Where we used to belong
There is in this book a garden
Where once cast out we did not belong to each other
In our case it was knowledge and drugs that tore us apart
In our case Divinity Cove
Then came the many ways and Vistas of God
Machines, webs and spiders
I remember pulling up thousands of orange stakes for you
The Son of god helped us himself for he knew too
that the spiders, insects were of no use
Without their juice
Machines, webs and spiders
Killed thousands of catarpillers
With you and your idol
put rocks in the gas-tank
and fucked up the bulldozers
God is the life
He's a vampire, feeding off of itself
And I guess thats why it still goes on now
It's a cycle, snake eating tale
I thought it meant divided
I know it does
I thought it meant divided
I know it does
It was always my misunderstanding of the word 'divinity'
I thought it meant divided, I know it does
And ? and it was not good.
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