Oracle Omelette Songtext
von Willzyx

Primeval
The tithe so vile
You are so tired
The cause unwinds

Realize
That you wanted to be found
We all need that one to keep us down


Embrace the limit
Of the ever-growing tithe!
Cook the idols and crooks down into an
Oracle Omelette!

Mayday!
Did we ever use mind?
Trauma!
Done with the world
Down with the tithe
Done with the wars
We must reject the ever-growing tithe!