Here we lie
at the banquet
of the last white king

we are drunk

Here we lie

celebrating
like all fools do these days
like all fools do these days

Here we lie
celebrating
like all fools do these days

like all fools do these days

Lecherous, slenderous

we are prisoners
rush! chose the side
hush! chose the side

guided by swine, advised by traitors
and the creeps around our fire places!


it's a vision
it's a lie


Here we march
to the banquet
of the last white war

we are drunk
Here we die celebrating
like all fools do these days

like all fools do these days

it's a vision!

it's a lie.

Straight from starwars into stoneage -

it's excitement and adventure !
here's the cure for all our ailments
for the slaves of entertainment


As we drink the blood by gallons,
fuel of our vices, baby

we would sing about the wonders
awaiting us in a place called heaven ---


it's a vision !
it's a lie.