Ghosts Of The Primitives - Orange Goblin

We are men of science, architects of dreams

Turn your hand to what you can

'Cos 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 planets decay

Ghosts of the primitives fade away

Ghosts of the primitives fade away

We were the future, end of the line

Sciences is greed, religious decline

Wait for the bomb and silently pray

Ghosts of the primitives fade away

Ghosts of the primitives fade away…