Say Goodbye To General Figment Of The USS Imagination
Run from the sun
Worship all the disasters
Give yourself up to be
A sacrifice to the concept of belief.
Plagues of frogs raining down.
Rivers run red, rivers run dry.
But it's a lie and a fraud and it's coming from his mouth:
It's coming down. It's coming down.
He's comatose, eyes half closed,
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie.
It's a prefect day, a perfect day.
But he's comatose, eyes half closed,
He's the great white hope and he's selling you a lie.
Di adiós al General Figment del USS Imaginación
Huye del sol
Adora todos los desastres
Ríndete para ser
Un sacrificio al concepto de creencia.
Plagas de ranas cayendo.
Ríos corren rojos, ríos se secan.
Pero es una mentira y un fraude y viene de su boca:
Está cayendo. Está cayendo.
Está en coma, ojos medio cerrados,
Es la gran esperanza blanca y te está vendiendo una mentira.
Es un día perfecto, un día perfecto.
Pero está en coma, ojos medio cerrados,
Es la gran esperanza blanca y te está vendiendo una mentira.