Far beyond the desert road where everything ends up
So good, the empty space,
mental erase forgive, forgotHeal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the SunI don't know what time it was
I don't wear a watch
So good to be an ant who crawls
atop a spinning rock
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Healing, kneeling
godless heathensGodless heathens always want from the sky...
