ome what may
lay your eggs where it's warm
we come here to swarm

come by sea
swarm like smoke in the dawn
we were the young

we were the swarm

radiolarians

midges and moths
cut from a cloth
we were the young

we were the swarm

flailing fetal fleas

feeding from the arms of the master
burrow into me
and this is sure to misspell disaster

Oh and the young in the larval stage
orchestrating plays
in vestments of translucent alabaster


so they took me to the hospital
they put my body through a scan

what they saw there would impress them all
for inside me grows a man
who speaks with perfect diction

as he orders my eviction
as he acts with more conviction
than I


oh, burrow into me
this is sure to misspell disaster

oh, burrow into me
you're feeding from the arms of the master


we were the young
we were the swarm
we were the young

radiolarians

we were the young

we were the swarm
we were the young
radiolarians


we were the young
we were the swarm

we were the young
radiolarians


come what may
come what may
come