A God On All Fours

(It doesn't surprise me that you would call at this hour)
(We think alike you and I)
(And I have something important to tell you)
(The thing you carry inside)
(It's not what you think it is)
(It's much worse)
Arm yourself
Feeling brave?
Does that gun really make you feel safe?
Tiny bodies
Pulsing meat
Eyes like crimson stars at night
Not enough
Bullets
Take us all
The many lives on
The many lives on
The many lives on
The many
Lives on
Lives on

We hope she's smiling
My queen of the gutter
They see what we see
They know that we love her
We are one
A god on all fours
Tread on one
The many will come
The many will come
We are one
The many will come
We are one

Everyone needs a home
So do we
The earth is a catacomb
Our sheer weight will cave it in
Your body will let us in
Everyone needs a home

A great machine
Emerges from the filth
As you sleep
A ladder to your windowsill
Hand in hand
We make the rungs
Before the sun
The screaming song will be sung
It will be sung
Before the sun
It will be sung
Before the sun

Your god hides in the sky
Our god will look you in the eye
Tails interlocked into a garrote
Waves of razor-wire
Come join the knot
Your god hides in the sky
Our god will look you in the eye
Tails interlocked into a garrote
Waves of razor-wire
Come join the knot