Ghosts of the Primitives Songtext
von Orange Goblin

We are men of science, architects of dreams
Turn your hand to what you can ′cause nothing's what it seems
Feeding Christians to the lions was a thrill
Then you blame the Lord and claim your reward in your mansion on the hill

Dumbing of the ages, numbing of the senses
Challenging existence, softening defenses
Child of the future, corporation vampire
Lacking education spreading like a wildfire

Waiting for machines of war to have their day
Embrace your new technology while it still does what you say
Centuries of holy persecution doesn′t lie
One minute God forgives, the next, we must repent or die

Contention
Violation
Invention
Revolution
The end of days is on its way


Dumbing of the ages, numbing of the senses
Challenging existence, softening defenses
Child of the future, corporation vampire
Lacking education spreading like a wildfire

These are the darkest days we have known
Prophets of war are your skin and bone
Skulls piled high, the planet's decay
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away

We were the future, end of the line
Science's greed, religion′s decline
Wait for the bomb and silently pray
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away

Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away

Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
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Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away

Ghosts of the primitives fade away
Ghosts of the primitives fade away
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Ghosts of the primitives fade away

Ghosts of the primitives fade away
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