Light, I f**ing like it! Although we whisper through the wasteland I can see my friends Night, I'm f**ing siked on it! In the gloom We can amplify the doom Play Black Sabbath in our room Bang out our weary heads And drown our sorrows And so the day begins The earth does spin The sky doth shine We wander here from near and far With all our hopes jammed into one: To pour our life force on the pavement Rent a little trench in time
Growing near, ever clear Can you hear it? Of the air, in the spheres It's here, power spirit I was scheming about ways Of getting out, trying to escape From the binding circles of Habitual existence Growing near, ever clear Can you hear it? Of the air, in the spheres It's here, power spirit And in this age of men The beast within longs to feast In the age of reason We forge on Hungry with thoughts of treason