It's time To sleep
It's time To leave
To loose The binds
To lose A mind
Time to Exhale
To drink the green sea
To drift Upon The scarlet breeze
It's time It's time It's time to begin
It's time It's time It's time to just leave
Let's raise up our hands in prayer
Walk barefoot upon this carpet of air
Let's string up the man
At the top of the stairs
Let's piss on the city
That's burning down there
Jim Jim Jim oh Jim
Jim Jim It's time to begin
Ride your mechanical beast to heaven
Ride your beautiful bitch to the ultimate sin
Don't cry Sweet plum, no regrets
We will strangle you up in the loft
These methadrine teeth are piled up in the sink
And your mother is screaming to finish him off
Now heaven will come, we will rise again
Heaven will come, we will win
It is 200 miles to the place where we begin
Yes heaven will come, we will win