From when I'm in one my Hunter S. Thompson "Fear and Loathing in the Cosmos" moods. |
THE BEASTS OF ETERNITY The Keeper of the Ancient books has given me his key I sit and read about the World, what can and what will be The Ignorant, they do not read, they fail to hear and see Yet still They dance to the Ritual Drums of the Beasts of Eternity The Will of God is in the facts that are made plain to see Creation's Physics rule the World and rule Eternity But They heckle God and eternal time and scoff Reality Yet still They dance to the Ritual Drums of the Beasts of Eternity They lust for Physics They use themselves when They transmit on TV Yet curse the Science and the Laws that run their Galaxy They Preach for Equal Time and yet want none for you and me Yet still They dance to the Ritual Drums of the Beasts of Eternity They Pollute the Land and They Pollute the Sea for their Commission's fee Then They pray in Church to be taken up and away Supernaturally This Contradiction and their lie is not that hard to see Yet still They dance to the Ritual Drums of the Beasts of Eternity I ask of You open your eyes, I ask of You to see The Adversary of these priests who lie to you and me They Preach their cause, but do not teach because They do not see Yet still They dance to the Ritual Drums of the Beasts of Eternity Their Bloody Path from Ages Past, Lessons of History "We're not like that now," their Sacred Chao, They assure you and me Still their Coffers fill with Dollar Bill$ for their Love of Money Yet still They dance to the Ritual Drums of the Beasts of Eternity |