President Joe once had a dream. The world held his hand, gave their pledge so he told them his scheme for a saviour machine. They called it the prayer, it's answer was law. It's logic stopped war, gave them food, oh how they adored it until it cried in its boredom.
Please don't believe in me, please disagree with me. Life is too easy. A plague seems quite feasible now or maybe a war or I may kill you all.
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay. My logic says burn so send me away. Your minds are two green, I despise seen. You can't stake your lives on a Saviour machine.
I need you flying and I'll show that dying is living beyond reason. Sacred dimension of time. I perceive every sign, I can steal every mind.
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay. My logic says burn so send me away. Your minds are two green, I despise all I've seen. You can't stake your lives on the Saviour machine.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
