| Dip my quill in blood ink | |
| Write it down in red | |
| Scribe the words "Happy Meal" | |
| Right across your head | |
| Tired of getting walked on | |
| Treated like a sheep | |
| Don't blame me for all the years | |
| That you were asleep | |
| Relax | |
| God is in control | |
| Watch the dot | |
| Take your meds | |
| Obey my demands | |
| Trust my dog | |
| Time for surgery | |
| Relax | |
| God is in control | |
| Watch the dot | |
| Take your meds | |
| Obey my demands | |
| Trust my dog | |
| Shut your eyes you're dead | |
| Televised mass poison | |
| Spitting at the screen | |
| Keep the masses deluded | |
| With fabricated dreams | |
| Powdered God in a bag | |
| From the Vatican | |
| I want you to fuck off | |
| As hard as you can | |
| Relax | |
| God is in control | |
| Watch the dot | |
| Take your meds | |
| Obey my demands | |
| Trust my dog | |
| Time for surgery | |
| Relax | |
| God is in control | |
| Watch the dot | |
| Take your meds | |
| Obey my demands | |
| Trust my dog | |
| Shut your eyes you're dead | |
| Heaven has burst open | |
| Now it's raining bones | |
| The chaos will erode you | |
| Breeding little clones | |
| Born of a fallen rib | |
| From the monkey's womb | |
| Overcooked by cathode rays | |
| Evolved to consume | |
| 100% (fucked) | |
| Eating from the butcher's slab | |
| Becoming what they meet | |
| Restrained and roasted while they gorge | |
| Strapped into the seat | |
| Bathing in your arrogance | |
| Dining will ensue | |
| God made me a cannibal | |
| To fix problems like you | |
| Relax | |
| God is in control | |
| Watch the dot | |
| Take your meds | |
| Obey my demands | |
| Trust my dog | |
| Time for surgery | |
| Relax | |
| God is in control | |
| Watch the dot | |
| Take your meds | |
| Obey my demands | |
| Trust my dog | |
| Shut your eyes you're dead | |
| Last time was the last time | |
| This time, you're 100% (fucked) |